Aida

Day two of trying to wolf me up is already irritating. Yesterday, Emerson and I just spent the day talking. We spoke about my past, like my childhood and what I can remember, foster home after foster home, test after test.

All the medication.

She’s been working on my bloodwork all night. It's her "thing", apparently. Gives me the creeps. But if she likes it then that's great for me.

From what I can tell so far about her, she’s brilliant. She loves anything science and now that the whole supernatural world has opened up to her since meeting her mate, she’s in her element. She is very kind...