Maisie
A finger tapped lightly on my nose. "Get up, May. We have to go."
I groaned, turning away. My cheek met a pillow. Pillow? I'd slept off on the desk. Hadn't been too long ago. I'd stayed up all night translating the darned book, after which I'd gone running from the dorm rooms to the infirmary to fetch a pill or two for a hangover.
Nurse Bea had been cranky, ready to snap at me for waking her, but she'd taken one look at me and sighed, before handing me extending me an entire packet of what looked like crushed vitamins. "Stronger than the usual. Formulated for Lycans. Mix it in a glass of water. Careful about the amount, though. It could leave him… a little excited. It should be fine," she yawned and shut the door in my face.
But I must've messed up the dose, seeing as he wasn't grouchy like a normal person with a hangover would be. Instead, he was dropping like kisses over my eyes and nose, humming an annoying tune.
"Go away," I growled, drawing the sheets over my head.
