Chapter Eighteen: Flesh & Bone

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The Next Day

Malia's Pov

I woke up the next day. 

This time I wasn't tired, nor angry or annoyed.

I was smiling, smiling like a damn idiot.

After everything that happened yesterday I couldn't stop smiling.

I got out of bed and quickly took a shower.

After my shower I got changed.

I smiled and made my way to Emily's room

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I smiled and made my way to Emily's room.

I smiled when I saw she was already awake.

"Hey princess, are you ready for breakfast?" I asked.

She just smiled and giggled.

"Mwama, bwreakfast" Emily said.

I smiled and laughed before picking her up.

I changed her clothes so now she was wearing a nice pink dress and pink shoes.

I made sure she was all dressed before walking downstairs.

Once I got downstairs Missy and Dale were already sitting at the table eating.

Surprisingly Addison wasn't there, which is weird since she was always here before me.

'Did she oversleep or something?' I thought.

Missy spotted me and smiled.

"Good morning Malia, did you sleep well last night?" Missy asked.

I smiled and nodded, "yes I did actually" I said.

"That's good to hear sweetie, come sit and eat with us" Missy offered.

I smiled and made my way to the kitchen and sat down.

I placed Emily on my lap and fed her that way.

I ate some cereal and managed to continue feeding Emily.

After a few minutes Addison finally came downstairs.

However, she looked different.

She wasn't in her regular clothes like always.

She wore werewolf clothes, her hair was all styled up and her nails were done nicely.

"What the hell" I whispered.

Addison just smiled at us before sitting down and eating her cereal.

Missy and Dale looked at her weirdly and surprised.

Addison finally noticed us staring at her and looked at us confused.

"So, new look?" Missy asked.

"I like it, my new friends like it" Addison said with a proud smile.

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