Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)
I was awoken from my very deep slumber by consistent banging on my door. It was not coming from my bedroom door but rather the front door to my house. I rolled over in my bed and tapped my phone as to check the time. My eyes were still glued shut from the sleep that was just taken away from me. I struggled to open my eyes and when I finally won the battle, I was blinded by the light on my phone screen.
It was five o’clock in the evening. Hmm not bad. I had expected to wake up at nightfall, to say the least.
I had gotten a day off from Dimitri and his annoying theatrics so I did what anyone would do. I spent the night binge-watching vampires and werewolves fight while I finished a bottle of wine. I guess I stayed up a bit too late because I went to bed around
