Chapter 225. Silent Prayer

She squared her shoulders.

"You are the rarest. You are Aubrianne Ivanov, a hybrid, a white wolf. You are a powerful witch in the making. You are strong, you are brave, you are magnificent, and you can do this."

"This is nothing for you. You worked that body in front of men for tips, so this should be a breeze, so stop it! Pull on your big girl panties and show them what you are made of."

Aubrianne's body gave a little convulsive shiver as it expelled the last bit of nervous energy from within her. She was ready to take on her day when...

*knock, knock*

"Babygirl? You awake?"

Aubrianne rushed to the door and opened it. A broad smile graced her lips, eyes twinkling. "Dad," she jumped into his waiting arms, feet dangling. She hugged him tightly, and his hands tightened around her.

Setting her back on her feet, "Come in." She moved out of the way as she beamed at her father. She must admit, he looked relaxed, carefree, and like a renewed man.