CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Naya tossed around the bed, not feeling sleeve at all. The night was quiet as everyone had retired to sleep.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't even get an ounce of sleep.
She just couldn't get comfortable, no matter how she positioned herself. Her mind was racing with thoughts, and she couldn't seem to calm it down. The silence of the night only made the situation worse, amplifying the sound of her own thoughts.
She had fallen asleep before but was woken up by a very bad dream. It was the day her pack got massacred.
Naya could still hear the screams of her packmates ringing in her ears, and she could see the blood and c*****e in her mind's eye. She could feel the fear and panic that had gripped her in that moment, and it was all coming back to her now. She c
