Lexie
I stood alone in the kitchen, both hands wrapped around my coffee cup as I stared blankly at the dark liquid inside.
I was exhausted.
Not just physically.
Mentally.
Emotionally.
I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt genuinely rested.
Ever since Willow and I had arrived at Gamma Caleb’s home, my life had become a strange cycle of work, sleep, and spending time with Caleb behind his bedroom door.
Werewolves had stamina.
A ridiculous amount of it.
I’d discovered that very quickly.
And while part of me had been fascinated by the intensity of everything we’d experienced together, another part of me was beginning to wonder how much longer I could keep up with it.
Every night, I would eventually return to my own bedroom.
Alone.
That was the part that hurt the most.
I kne
