Eliya POV
I’ve read so many stories about people being unconscious and how they feel like they are floating in darkness; blissfully unaware of the world happenings around them.
Either I am one of the unlucky ones or that is utter bullshit.
I am not floating in darkness, I am trapped in darkness. Held down by some weight and no matter how hard I struggle, nothing happens.
“Alpha” A woman’s voice whispers through the air like a breeze. But what is an Alpha?
Suddenly, I am not in the dark anymore, but rather standing in the woods. The colors are dull and fuzzy but my focus is on the large wolf standing in front of me. This wolf is the biggest, I have ever seen, his snout could easily rest on my head if he tried.
His midnight black fur looked soft as silk and my hand twitched to touch it
