#Chapter 448 - Hopeless

A grumbling, groaning little half-sigh breaks from Daphne’s lips as she stirs from her sleep. Because no, she does…not want to be awake right now. Please, she begs her wolf, who is shaking out her fur, turning towards the door with interest. You’re imagining it – you always are. It’s not real – he’s not here, he’s not ever coming here again. Just…let’s go back to sleep. It’s better when we’re not conscious. But the little rap comes again and Daphne stills, realizing that…she didn’t imagine it. That there is a knock at the door. It’s real, her wolf whispers, awed and a little afraid. Daphne sniffs the air because…it’s her boss, or one of her co-workers. Not…not… But the scent on the air. She’s not imagining that, is she? She can’t. The hundred times she’s tried to conjure it in her mind recently she’s failed. But there it is now in the air, undeniable. “Daphne, please.” A squeaky little sob breaks from her as Daphne sits up and wraps her arms around her knees, staring