A Werewolf, A Vampire, and A Fae Walk Into A Bar (Book 1 of The Last Witch Series) novel Chapter 10

Not wanting to let go of Rain, I take her to bed with me, and the moment my head hits the pillow, I pass out.

My dreams are feverish in nature, full of strange beasts and haunting images that blend my life in New York with other realms, and monsters chasing me. When I wake, I am covered in a sheen of sweat that makes my sheets stick to me.

I’m groggy as I try to figure out what woke me, and realize my breasts are painfully swollen and leaking milk all over my bed. Rain still sleeps, and my bladder feels ready to burst. Oh the joys of motherhood.

As I sit up and prepare to secure Rain with pillows while I head to the bathroom, I gasp.

This is my room, but it isn’t. The wallpaper has been replaced with a pale blue paint and elaborate moulding. My bed is no longer the ancient mattress with springs that poke and prod, but instead seems to be made of clouds with a new four-poster rosewood canopy draped with shimmering silver silk. My sheets are luxuriously soft and match the walls, with a thick velvet white comforter embroidered with small flowers. New art hangs on my walls, and new furniture has replaced what I once had.

My urgent need to pee propels me forward despite my confusion, and I find the bathroom has also been redone with scented hand-carved soaps, new paint and light fixtures, and a thick carpet. Even the sink, toilet and bathtub have been replaced. What the actual hell?

Once I relieve myself, I head to the living room to find out what’s going on. Am I hallucinating? Have I lost my damn mind?

Rune is in my kitchen plating food--a kitchen that now boasts new cabinets, new tile flooring, and state of the art appliances. Darius is sitting on an exquisite love seat, and Zev is stoking a fire in a fireplace I didn’t have a few hours ago. My rickety upright out of tune piano has been replaced with a Steinway that easily cost $200,000. My fingers itch to play it, so much that my eyes burn with tears at the thought. It’s been awhile since I’ve had one of those babies under my fingers.

“Could someone please explain to me how my entire apartment has changed while I slept?” I ask. “Wait, is this paranormal thing a bit, and you’re actually part of an HGTV remodeling show?”

“H...G… what?” Leave it to Rune to be confused by everything and confirm that, no, I’m not on a reality show.

Darius looks up from a book he’s reading. “The chosen one needed better accommodations,” he says, simply, as if that explains everything.

Rune approaches with a plate--bone china, mind you--filled with chicken, a fresh salad and a side of grilled vegetables. “You must eat and replenish your strength.”

“How’d you cook without power?” I ask, my stomach rumbling as I take a seat on the new couch and sigh at how comfortable it is.

“You now have a barbeque on your balcony,” Rune says. “And you have a balcony.”

I raise an eyebrow, and glance out the new door leading to said balcony. This isn’t possible. “Where did all this stuff come from?” I ask, studying my surroundings.

“It wasn’t easy,” Zev says, “but we’re resourceful.”

“How did I not hear this? How did you add a balcony and change wallpaper and redo my floors in just a few hours while my baby and I slept through it all?”

“We have our ways,” Rune says. “Ways that would not be comprehensible to your kind.”

I shake my head, entirely bemused and befuddled, but also slightly ravenous.