Chapter 344 – Moving Out

• When my eyes open in the morning, still far too early, I stifle a groan because I’m not sure I got a lick of sleep. I just dozed in and out of consciousness, anxiously waking every fifteen minutes or half an hour, scared I’m going to miss something.
• I sigh, heartily disappointed, because I never even sunk deep enough into sleep to go into the dream state with Jackson, as planned.
• My wolf huffs disappointedly. We could have gotten the mark, she mutters, angry.