#Chapter 169 Not Enough

Grace I headed home later than I expected between typing up some loose ends with Wolfe Medical and staying a little longer to get a few assignments for classes done. As I entered the house, I was greeted with the warm family quiet of home. Then, I felt the tug of the compulsion. Esme's magical compulsion worked like a tether, pulling me away from the stairs to the dining room. I wanted so badly to just lay down and scroll for a while, but there was no getting out of it. The stack of books on Werewolf State Law seemed to mock me from the table, waiting to be delved into. With a sigh, I settled into my seat, casting a glance at the open doorway. I set my phone beside me as I was still waiting on some messages about the final arrangements. The urgency of helping Duncan lingered in my mind, but with the court case coming up, understanding the intricacies of Werewolf State Law was just as crucial. I couldn't make my path to the Senate if they cut me down now. I traced the edge of the