(Rose)
I woke up with sweat all over me as I had just woken up from another nightmare. I looked over at the clock. It was currently 6 am. I rubbed my hand on my forehead and sighed deeply. These nightmares have become more constant.
Every night I close my eyes to sleep, I dream of Lucas dying in the hands of Arnou after killing almost all the wolves in the pack.
It always looked like a bloodbath in a battleground and from my dreams, it isn't just the wolves of the Bloodmoon pack who die.
Wolves from other packs join in the battle and most of them either end up dead or mutilated in my dreams.
It's been days since I got discharged from the Pack hospital. My wounds have completely healed and I'm able to move freely without feeling any pain. The doctor had just left the pack house after e
