Desiree
Adam returned to the apartment late in the night, and he was too tired to talk, so I let him be. Integrating the witches and trying to organise the new pack was taking a toll on both of us. I wanted to discuss Tim's findings with him, but I decided to let matters rest for the meantime. The morning wasn't far, and I intended to tell him then. He held me close, and soon I drifted off to sleep.
I woke up, and Adam wasn't in the room. He must have snuck out early in the morning and did not want to wake me up, which was understandable. I was very tired, and he must have sensed it before we went to bed. I got ready for the day and looked for a private place to hide the books Tim brought me. People rarely read, so I doubted if anyone would be browsing through the books. The best way to hide them was in plain sight. Along with the novels, I had been reading, on my shelf. If I put them somewhere special, someone would know that they contained something important to me.