Diana
I wanted to kill someone. More precisely, one particular troublesome i***t who had, as luck would have it, recently become my boss. Who would have thought things would turn out exactly like this?! I knew he was up to something. But a hedgehog… That was a low blow.
I was far too exhausted to argue with the ranger, bicker with Daemon, or, least of all, explain to my colleagues why I had spent the night away with the company’s CEO. They knew nothing about our past, and I had no intention of letting anyone in on those details. Some stories were better kept to yourself, especially when they had the power to shatter the fragile balance I had fought so hard to maintain.
A fever was building in my body, bringing an unpleasant ache to my joints. I could barely put one foot in front of the
