Chapter 19


    "Anna wake up!" Katy shakes my sleeping body.


    "No," I mumble with my face buried in the pillow.


    "Please, I need your help!" She wines.


    "With what?" I turn over on my back to face her. I''m not sure if I want to know what she needs help


    with, though.


    "I''m stuck babysitting three kids, and I can''t do it on my own." She sters on a puppy dog face.


    "Please help me," Katy begs.


    "Ugh, when do they get here?" I ask, agreeing to help her.


    "Yay thank you! They get here in twenty minutes." Katy cheers.


    "Okay just give me time to change." I slip out of my warm covers.


    "Okay, I''ll be in the kitchen!" She calls back to me as she leaves my room.


    Ugh, why do I get myself into this stuff? I quickly take a shower and brush my teeth. I scavenge through


    the closet trying to find somethingfortable. I slip on a pair of sweatpants and a tank top; I grab a


    pair of fluffy socks to keep my feet warm. The weather''s been getting chilly. I go down the stairs and


    enter the kitchen, and I sit down on one of the stools at the counter as Katy cooks.


    "You hungry?" Katy asks as she flips a pancake.


    "Yes, she is," Tyler answers for me as he enters the kitchen. He''s holding papers and scanning them


    quickly.


    "Busy?"


    "Very." He bites into a pancake and sits on the stool beside me.


    "Well, Anna and I are babysitting Farah''s kids the whole day!" Katy cheers, obviously being sarcastic.


    "I like kids; I used to help at a daycare when I was sixteen and seventeen." I smile.


    "Yeah of course you did, your like an angel." Katy munches on her pancake.


    "No, I''m not," I protest. I can be a badass if I want to.


    "Ha, yeah okay, you helped the women cook at your old pack, you dance like a pro, you help children-"


    "Okay!" I cut her off.


    "You dance?" Tyler asks, looking up from his papers.


    "No," I mutter giving Katy a death re.


    Katy hits me back with a devilish grin. "She''s the best dancer I''ve ever seen, even better than mom."


    "Your mom dances?" I ask curiously.


    "She did, now she just tans on the beaches of Barbados," Katy answers a bit of annoyed.


    "I''ll have to see for myself." Tyler changes the subject. "I better get going." He stands up.


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    "Where?" I ask. I don''t want him to leave.


    "I''m going to one of our neighboring packs for a meeting about increasing the guards on watch."


    "Why are you increasing guards?" I ask as I shove a piece of pancake in my mouth. Were there more


    rogue sitings?


    "Because not one rogue that works for this leader is getting near you." Tyler looks me in my eyes; I can


    see the pain on his face. "I''ll see you, girls,ter." Secondster I heard the front door shut.


    "Okay, the kids should be here any second," Katy warns me as she cleans up the mess from breakfast.


    I get up to help her, and five minutester the doorbell rings.


    "I''ll get it!" I call back to Katy as I jog to the door.


    I open the front door and I''m greeted by a tall ck-haired woman who I''m guessing is Farah, and


    three kids, two boys around ten and eleven, and a little girl around five.


    "Hey, I''m Anna, I''m helping Katy." I greet Farah.


    "Oh great!" She smiles. "I''ll be back at 9:30."


    "Okay,e on guys Katy''s in the kitchen."