I come out of the bathroom ten minutes later to find my room empty and my bed made. My scatter cushions are all neatly placed as if I'd not slept in my bed at all. He left, he snuck out without a word, not even a goodbye. My anger rises and my wolf snarls inside me. My room still smells of caramel and chocolate so he couldn't have left all that long ago.
I brush off my deflated feelings of rejection and begin to get ready for the day. I have meetings with Sol, Fin, Ben and Michael this morning and I want to get some training in this afternoon. We need to start solidifying our plans against the rogues, we have no idea when they will show up and I want the basics set in concrete before they do. The last time I visited the bunker we use as a safe house, I noted a few issues and weaknesses.
