“Happy new year...” Roxanne yawned to herself as she woke up from her deep sleep.

Stretching her body lightly, she groaned to herself, raising her hands as she yawned even more.

With no one in the hotel room but her, she mumbled the season’s greeting to herself.

“Ah, I’m hungry…”

Rising from the comfy bed, Roxanne sluggishly went to the kitchen area in the suite she was in. Taking a bowl and the already open cereal box in the cupboard, she prepared her light breakfast of frosty flakes.

“Hmmm” She sounded, taking in the flavor of milk and the surgery contents of the cereal.

Since becoming a werewolf, everything she...