***POV - Enigma
“What did we do?” Puck tries to sound blameless.
“She must be angry at the wolf.” Zagon is also pure innocence. I hear Chris swearing and walking up the stairs. Sometimes I wish I can just switch off my super-hearing to get some peace and quiet in my life. I could try going back to sleep … but that won’t work cause I’m too annoyed and worked up, my hormones reffed up in the red.
And anyway … I can hear that the commotion woke up the girls and grandma is now in the kitchen, busy with breakfast. I keep on pacing while talking to myself – like I said … it’s an elf thing.
“Did all the nutcases unite to torment me today? Do they have a bet on who’s going to make Enigma lose her mind first? It’s as if I’m a magnet for all the narcissistic egotistical psychopathic jerks? Isn’t one curse enough, you could ask?”
“You got it wrong … egotistical, psychopathic – maybe, but I’m not a jerk.”