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Meluna Hounding.
Ugh. My eyes snap open at 6 a.m., and my brain immediately starts buzzing with a to-do list. I push the sheets off and roll over to check on Roan.
He’s completely knocked out, face smashed into the pillow. And of course, he’s managed to bulldoze right through the pillow barricade I built between us last night. Typical.
Okay, focus, Meluna. The Plan is to three things. To get out of this bed without waking the sleeping giant. Shower. Get dressed. Sneak out of the Pack House.
Wait, that’s four things. I called Jasmine last night and told her I’d do it. She gave me the address for the hypnotist doctor and said she’d be there too. I forwarded everything to Kylan as my one safety net. And Cynthia… she’ll also be waiting for me at 8 a.m. sharp.
Six a.m. is way too
