Calebâs attentive gaze and gentle smile made my heart flutter.
In the depths of his dark green eyes, I found a kindred spirit, and I couldnât help but smile back at his infectious joy.
With him by my side-the one I cherished most-even the looming dangers seemed inconsequential.
I wasnât afraid.
No matter the challenges ahead, I was confident that together, we would triumph.
Debraâs POV:
We chatted late into the night.
Slowly, the lights in the villa dimmed, and the stars disappeared behind thick clouds.
Eventually, darkness wrapped around us, so dense that even our fingers vanished.
âThatâs everythingâ¦â
My eyelids grew heavy, and my voice faded.
Next to me, I heard Calebâs steady breathing.
Finally, we shut our eyes, snuggled up on the rooftopâs deck chairs, hugged each other tight, and fell asleep.
With a soft breeze passing, I drifted into a tranquil dream, feeling deeply rested.
I had another bad dream.
But this time, it wasnât a fight with Gale.
It felt like a place I knew well.
Examining closely, I was surprised.
It was the Thorn Edge Pack!
I felt puzzled.
I couldnât understand why I dreamt about the Thorn Edge Pack.
Adding to my confusion was the sight of a stirring battle taking place here.
Unlike before, this time the scene was blurry.
I could barely make out that all the werewolves from the Thorn Edge Pack had transformed into wolves and were bravely fighting off intruders.
Suddenly, I felt dizzy, finding myself elsewhere.
Where was I?
Looking around, I recognized the Thorn Edge Packâs meeting room, meant for serious discussions.
Just as I was trying to figure out why I returned here, a loud scream made me jump.
I looked over and saw a werewolf, now fully a wolf, charging at Calebâs father with lightning-fast speed, claws outstretched.
My eyes narrowed in surprise.
âNoâ¦â I screamed, snapping out of the nightmare.
When I woke up, relief washed over me.
It was just a bad dream.
Still shaken, I panted heavily.
Remembering the terrifying scene, my heart sank.