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Chapter 117: Time’s Up!

Trista’s POV

Three days later…

“Trista! Hello!”

Someone was pounding on my door. I was groggy, though, barely awake. My body was sore. Where was I? I looked around. Oh, I’d passed out on the small sofa couch. I was still in the studio. I yawned. What time was it? What day…

The competition! I bolted upright.

Today was the last day to submit entries! But I…

Then I remembered. I’d finished the piece last night. Or early, early this morning, I should say. Sometime around 3:00 am.

“If you don’t answer me, I’m knocking down the door.”

It was Hazel. I picked up my phone.

15 unread messages.

Whoops.

I’d been checking in with Hazel diligently and talking to Billy and Belle everyday. But last night? Well, the pressure was really on so I put my phone on mute. Hazel had been calling me all night and I’d ignored her.

So now, she was here, pounding on my door, afraid that something had happened to me.

“I’m okay,” I said, rushing to the door. I opened it.

Hazel was standing, her hands on her hips
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Can she have a werewolf mate and be Johnson’s Erasthai?
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