6 - The Man In The Picture

Sitting cross-legged on her bed, Belinda played with her engagement ring while battling with her thoughts. She was trying to wrap her head around the fact she'd traveled back in time. Really, it didn't sound out of place in a world where werewolves, vampires, and witches existed, but it was still overwhelming. One minute, she was drowning, the next, she was repeating an engagement that happened months ago.

But how had she done it? Belinda absentmindedly slid the ring up and down her finger. She couldn't remember anything that would explain how she'd gone back to the past, but for a second, at the bottom of the river, she'd felt her wolf. She was certain of it—her powers had awakened whilst she fought for her life in those waters. Then why couldn't she feel anything now? Belinda tried communicating with the beast inside her, but all she got was silence. Had her wolf really gone dormant after finally awakening?

Closing her eyes, Belinda massaged her temple in frustration. Her wolf was