HUSTLE’S POV

The four of us Milly, Tasha, Maureen and I sat huddled together on the bed, sighing in unison, each lost in our own thoughts but connected by a single dilemma: whether or not we should head upstairs to check on King Draven and Keilah.

“I can’t believe we’re actually doing this,” Maureen muttered, breaking the silence. “How did we even agree to come to the human world just to keep an eye on King Draven and his woman?”

“Not just keeping an eye on them,” I added with a wry smile. “We’re also supposed to stop them from sharing a room. Like that’s even going to work.”

“I’ll...