Mia's POV
I must have fallen asleep at some point on the trip to the Red Moon Pack. A familiar dream begins to creep into my mind and it always starts the same. It always starts with me running for my life.
The wind is cold as it blows against my skin. I am running from something or someone but I don't know what or who. The leaves rustle loudly as I try to escape whatever I am running from. Twigs and rocks cut my feet as I make my way quickly through the forest. I begin to grow tired. The cold air stings my lungs making it harder to breathe.
Pushing through the pain, I run even faster. Trying to get away from the impending doom that is following me. Suddenly, I am thrown to the ground as I catch my foot on a root sticking out of the ground. My ankle twists in a way that I hear
