I'm wrapped in Magnus's arms when I wake up. 'Please tell me today isn't today?' he murmurs.
'All right, Magnus, today isn't today,' I grin.
‘Er, it’s really today, isn’t it?’
'The day the wolf council's three-boofhead alphas return to tell us whether they support or oppose the witches staying here and what they plan to do if they oppose it?' I say.
‘Yeah… that day.’
'Look, I'm sure they've come to their senses and realised that allowing witches into our pack is wonderful now that they've had some time to think about it,’ I reassure him.
'I guess I'll spend the day with your father to see if our warriors are prepared as a precautionary measure,' he says.
‘Sure, I’ll spend the day in the basement with the other witches until the wolf council arrives.’
Immediately
