By the time Vanessa crawled into bed, she was exhausted. Nick remained in an armchair in the corner of the room, insisting he needed very little sleep as a lycan. Vanessa was too tired to fight him, and sleep soon overtook her. She was running through the cave, screams echoing around her. She saw swirling white eyes in the dark, a voice overhead. “If she doesn’t change soon, she’s of no use to us.” Another scream rang through the air. Ice crawled up Vanessa’s arms, leaving behind bubbled flesh. Something glowed in the distance. A cold breath whispered in her ear, “Soon you’ll belong to me.” Vanessa shot awake, gasping for breath. Nick was on her in seconds. He planted his hands on either side of her shoulders. “It was just a dream,” he soothed. Tears streamed down Vanessa’s cheeks. They sparkled then froze in place. “They’re coming for me,” she sobbed. “I could feel it. They’re trying to get to me. He said it, he said…” Nick pulled her to his chest. She leaned into him, and cried.
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