Evelyn
Once it really hit me, what was going on with everyone, my first instinct was to find Leo.
I mean, obviously.
If anyone could figure out what the hell we were supposed to do during a celestial hangover apocalypse, it was him. I turned fast on my heel, about to sprint off toward the east wing where he usually disappeared when things got weird, but then I stopped dead in my tracks.
Wait.
I blinked, breathing in deeply.
Again.
What the…?
I wasn’t winded.
My legs weren’t shaking. My head wasn’t pounding. My wolf didn’t feel like it was buried under twenty pounds of lead. Actually, I felt fine.
Like… fine-fine.
“What the fuck?” I whispered to myself, glancing around to make sure no one heard me.
I stood completely still for a moment and just listened. My heartbeat was steady. My body didn’t ache. There wasn’t a drop of nausea in sight. Meanwhile, everyone else was stumbling around like drunk toddlers on stilts, and I was over here standing like I’d just done a yoga session with brea
