Isla’s POV“No! No! He is closing in... we need to run faster!” I gasped, pushing my wolf harder with every breath, though her strength was no match for Adrian’s overwhelming speed."I am trying... but I can't!" My wolf whispered, her voice weak, her stamina faltering.Adrian’s wolf's growl echoed through the wood, sharp and taunting flashing his fangs. He was toying with me, letting me know the chase was over. And then, in a flash, he leaped at me, his massive form hurtling through the air, ready to ambush.I was prey. He was the predator.I should have been terrified. My instincts should have told me to flee, to fight, to do anything but stand frozen. But as I watched his large wolf descend, a strange familiarity washed over me, a ring in my head pulling me back.The sensation grew stronger, more natural, pulling me out of the chase... and out of the dream.The phone rang, barely waking me up. It was Stefan. My body felt heavy with exhaustion from the night before. The encounter wit
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