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ANNABELLE.

Waking up to the sounds of your two best friends... mating, isn't the most pleasant thing in the world. Plus, having werewolf hearing, definitely is not the greatest thing to have either, especially in this situation. I'll tell you that much.

I stretch and curse Brad for putting me in the guest bedroom next to his and Nathan's. I hear their grunts and groans of pleasure intensifying making shudder involuntary. Goddess, The idiots are at it like rabbits.

I check my phone and groan loudly. Geez, it's 6 pm for fuck's sake. I get up from bed feeling disoriented from my...coma, taking my groggy self to the bathroom to wash my face and do my business.

I come out of the bathroom wiping my face with a towel and since I skipped lunch and 'cause nobody likes having to deal with a hungry wolf, I decide that I needed to get something to eat.

Existing out of the room rolling my eyes at the dumbasses next door. "Keep it down, you horny idiots!" I shout aloud, reaching the kitchen in two