Evil is looming on the horizon.
Matthias can feel it. The rest of the pack senses it too. Their duty is to protect those who can't protect themselves, but how can they do that when the monsters they hunt are changing? After an increase in human dis...
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The morning came too early like it always does. I grumbled as I switched my alarm clock off, smacking the button a lot harder than I needed to. I was up late worrying about where I was going to find another job and how I was going to continue paying for my apartment. Those thoughts gnawed at me nearly all night until I finally passed out. The only positive thing about today was that it was Friday.
I slid my hand underneath my pillow, grabbed my phone, and tapped the screen on. Notifications greeted me, mostly emails I'd never open, coupons that I'd forget to use, and a few spam calls from debt collectors. The only things that mattered to me on my phone were the three text messages. Two of them from Skyler and the other from Mason.
> Skyler: Happy Birthday Dollface! Love you!
> Skyler:Be sure to leave your evening free! I have a surprise!
A surprise is something that should excite me, but all I felt was apprehension. I could only imagine what Skyler had planned. She was unpredictable that way. We had been friends since I started working at the coffee shop. She was older than I was, so we didn't attend the same high school. So after I graduated, she suggested I apply to the same college she was attending, and that's what I did. At the time, I thought it would be nice having someone I knew on campus.
But Skyler's idea of fun and my idea of fun were a lot different. She was a notorious party girl. She loved going out, drinking, and letting loose. My idea of a fun night was staying at home, ordering take-out, and binge-watching Game of Thrones. She had taken me to a few parties before, trying to convince me to come out of my shell a bit, but it never worked. I hated the atmosphere. Most of all, it seemed like no matter what, something bad always happened.
I blew out a breath I didn't realize I was holding after responding to her text. My anxiety was already creeping its way into my thoughts. It was hard to tell what she was dragging me to. If I sat here long enough, I could overthink a thousand possible scenarios, until I ultimately drove myself crazy, and convinced myself not to go.
Normally, I'd do exactly that, but it was my birthday. I didn't want to spend it alone like I always did. For once, I wanted to celebrate it, enjoy it with other people, and try to feel normal. Truth be told, I could use the distraction for a bit.
I rubbed my face, trying to wake myself up a little more before reading Mason's text.
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