Emily's POV
I stared at the triplets like they'd each grown an extra head. "You want to do what now?"
Leo, ever the picture of cool confidence, leaned against my bedroom doorframe. "We're have to get out here, moon pie."
I blinked, sure I must have misheard. "Have you all gone completely insane? Now? In case you've forgotten, we're kind of in the middle of trying to stop an evil plot to bind my powers and possibly destroy the supernatural world as we know it."
Logan, perched on the edge of my bed, rolled his eyes. "Gee, when you put it like that, it almost sounds serious."
I threw a pillow at him, which he caught effortlessly. Show-off.
"Come on, Em," Luca pleaded, giving me his best puppy dog eyes. And let me tell you, when a werewolf does puppy dog eyes, it's pretty darn effective.
