Chapter Twenty Five

Lilith's POV:

I woke up to the sound of pounding coming from somewhere. I wasn’t ever a morning person but the insistent pounding was putting me in a far worse mood than i normally woke up in.

I climbed out of my bed and stumbled down the stairs, not bothering to put on a robe to cover up my old t-shirt and short boxers. If the person was rude enough to wake me up early on a Saturday, then whoever it was could deal with my bedtime apparel.

I knew my hair would be frightening and my eyes still only half slits. Perhaps i'd scare the unwanted visitor enough to never call so early again. I yanked open the door, “What do you want at this ungodly hour?” i snapped before looking up.

I gasped at the sight of Finn standing on my front porch. He didn’t look too happy. I had no clue what he could possibly be doing on my front doorstep at any time, much less so early on a Saturday.

“Is that how you greet all your guests?” he asked, with a mocking smile.

“Number one, you’re not my guest and number