-Andrew-
I reach for my alarm, but I can’t find it. I slap the nightstand a few times before I remember that I moved it across the room when I came back early this morning. I stayed out late and knew I’d have my ass run into the ground if I showed up to training late. It was a wise choice, because I don’t even want to get up to turn the damn thing off.
But I do. I groan as I stretch and go into the small bathroom. I was close to shifting last night. I could feel the energy changing as it coursed through me. I’m so close, and now that it’s closer, I’m not sure I’m ready to shift yet.
I climb into the shower, allowing myself some hot water, but not much. I need to hurry and get downstairs for breakfast, though I think Peter will be there.
I don’t know how I feel about him right n
