Allison's POV
After the morning panic finally passed, I let myself crash for what was supposed to be a quick nap. Naturally, it turned into a full-blown emotional reboot.
When I woke up, Lily was already bouncing off the walls.
We had breakfast together—well, she had pancakes, and I had cold coffee and existential dread—and then spent an hour building a lopsided Lego castle that she proudly declared “earthquake-proof.”
Honestly, it probably wasn't.
Eventually, I convinced her to let Aunt Bella babysit for a bit so I could go “handle grown-up stuff”.
Bella didn't ask questions. She's a saint like that.
I pulled out of the driveway and headed toward the Paddington Senior Apartments near Willowbrook Center.
My wolf, Jasmine, was unusually quiet, sensing my anxiety.
