LILY
It was 9 PM when Connor walked out of Evan’s nursery: he had taken it upon himself to put him to sleep, and had succeeded in record time - again.
“I think he considers me boring,” he chuckled, his voice low, as he closed the door behind himself. “I’ve never heard of a kid falling asleep in fifteen minutes”.
More likely, he feels safe enough to sleep, I thought. Evan always had trouble falling asleep, because the harsh, metallic sounds of the basement startled and frightened him. That place was cold, damp, scary – not a place where a kid, or a werewolf pup for the matter, would feel safe sleeping. His instincts compelled him to stay awake as much as possible, keeping him alert.
Now, though, he lived in a solid, warm, safe house – and I knew from experience how reassuring and com
