The next morning, my eyelids feel like they’re velcroed together even though I washed off my makeup last night. If there was ever a day I didn’t want to go to work, it’d be today. But I already took an unannounced half-day this week, and today is Friday.

Plus, maybe I could use the distraction.

My heart beats sticky like black tar in my chest. It’s going to take me a long time to figure out how to feel about Roxy not being a Lycan Hunter, despite all the ...