LYKOS
The morning sounds of birds chirping alerted me that dawn had arrived. I opened my eyes, disbelieving that I had fallen asleep.
The night had been freezing—colder than I had ever felt, despite my thick fur. Initially, the cove where Oceana had guided me felt cozy, but in the middle of the night, I awoke from a nightmare, reliving the day Argon died.
Every horrific detail played out vividly in my mind, including Felix's death, despite the fact that he was never killed by the seamen. I tried to calm myself down, to remind myself that it was just a dream, but paranoia set in. What if the seamen came back? What if Oceana had lured me into a trap?
The cove faced the water, and I realized I wouldn’t hear the seamen approach until it was too late. Oceana had the most beautiful eyes and
