บท 56: The Falci

Rhian

The morning that followed was one that Dani would pay to never have, ever again. Headaches upon headaches, missing gaps in her memories, fatigue, and the fact that she felt like breaking things were not making it better for her.

She didn't even know why she wanted to break things, especially since she was never a violent person. Maybe her werewolf traits were finally showing up, and if so, why was she not feeling her wolf?

She was not ready to face the world yet, especially since there was a lot of cleaning to be done. She hated cleaning, not just cleaning, she hated mass cleaning. Those things made her feel like they were all slaves to themselves.

They were witches for fucks sake so why couldn't they use fucking magic to get everything done? Why were they always doing shit on their own? Dani was pissed for no apparent reason and it actually made her feel better.