[Bellamy]
The alarm on my phone was going off. It interrupted the nicest dream I’d ever had. I wanted nothing more than to turn it off and go back to sleep. I felt like I hadn’t slept in a month.
It stopped ringing and I sighed. I’d get up when the snooze alarm went off. Training was important. I couldn’t slack off when the lives of my family hung in the balance.
“Bellamy. Are you alright?” Lucien asked gently.
“Tired.” I groaned.
“Take today off from training. You’ve kept going this whole time. You need to rest or you’re going to get sick.”
“Werewolves don’t get sick, Lucien. What am I going to do? Come down with the awoo-flu?” I snickered.
Lucien laughed. I loved making him laugh. He had the richest, warmest laugh I’d ever heard. This must be why my parents were always ha
