“Now that Emily is here, we have to take her back to school shopping with Allysa, once I get her out of that basement.” I muttered as I opened the book on my nightstand.
I felt the pillow under my head dampen at my wet hair as my pajamas clung to my wet skin awkwardly. Allysa was upset, but not surprised, when I came home with no good news like I had promised. We found more things today than we had been so I knew finding a spell or ritual to help was right around the corner but just out of reach.
“Why would Allysa need to go back to school shopping? The pack school provides everything.” My mate quizzed after changing into his own pajama pants and taking off his shirt before crawling in bed next to me.
I set my book down in confusion, unprepared for this conversation.
“Since when was
