~ A M E L I A ~
I awoke in a state of panic, almost screaming.
That seemed to be how I wake up every day. The nightmares kept coming, and they’d gotten worse day by day.
Panting and scanning my surroundings, I placed my hand around my throat and sighed in relief, realising a wolf wasn’t attacking me.
It’s always the same bloody dream.
Dripping with sweat, again. These nightmares were taking over too much. I couldn’t remember the last time I had a good night's rest.
‘Please don’t be super early,’ I begged towards the ceiling before looking down at my clock.
7am…
Ugh, I only slept about four hours. I passed out instantly as soon as Hudson took me home last night.
Collapsing back onto the bed, I was so thankful that we had the day off today, assuming that still took place con
