Once again, I jerk awake from dreams of being attacked. Only this time in my dream, Snow wasn’t anywhere around, it was just me facing off against the Mean Ones and some other new ones who have joined their group.
The first thing I notice when I come awake is that Snow isn’t here. I start to get up, needing to make sure he's okay, but I find myself pinned down by an arm; a warm, large, masculine arm. My eyes widen and my heart rate speeds up. I turn and look behind me seeing a man, a very naked man, sleeping with his body curled up around mine. He has the same wintery scent that Snow has and as I watch, his eyes open, flashing like opals before settling on a bluish color.
“Good morning,” he says as if I’ve woken up with him every day of my life.
I jump up, ready to run.
“Elaine, no! It
