No uniform

Emma's POV

I did not know when I dozed off last night, the last thing I remember was watching Draven go into the shower.

I was in the spring's field with my kids! The three of us were sitting on a blue and white checkered blanket. The sun was yellow and there was a picnic basket lying next to us.

I picked out an apple and was slicing it for my kids when Ashel poked me with her tiny fingers.

“What is it, dear?” I asked her and she pointed at something beside me. There was a dreaded look on her face which promoted me to look back immediately.

There, between the bushes, I saw a huge black wolf staring at me with bloodshot eyes.

“Hello?” I called out but the wolf stood unmoving.

There was something about the way the beast was staring at me which disturbed me. It felt as if its gaze was piercing through my soul.

Then it hit me. I recognised this wolf.

It was Strix!

I jolted my eyes open; it was all a dream, except for one part. Draven was right there next to the bed, staring at me as