Nova POV

It’s almost mid night as I step out of my room. I sneak down the hallway and almost laugh at myself. I’m dressed in black workout clothes and trying to use every ounce of stealth I have to move through the house undetected. I must look like a budget ninja.

As I come to the first set of stairs I carefully tread down , making sure to avoid the creaky steps. At the bottom of the first set I smile to myself at the success. On the second set of stairs is where things start to go wrong. I’ve miscalculated one of the steps and has my weight lands on it a loud creak ripples through the hallway. I freeze and duck. Why the hell am I ducking? I will definitely never be a criminal mastermind I think to myself as I pull myself up.

I finish the staircase with no more incidents and head to the front door. The pack house is strange at night. Eerily quiet apart from the sounds of my trainers on the marble floor. Little squeaks bounce around me and I make a mental note to put