Rebecca
I dose off as I hear the coach yell to the football players on the other side of the bleachers.
I'm leaning my head against one of the pillars and immediately enter some strange dream world.
Trees and bright flowers surround me. I hear the sound of a waterfall and blink around in confusion.
"I've been waiting for you, Rebecca."
I lift my chin and gasp. I'm faced with the moon goddess. I don't know how I know this, but that's what my heart is telling me. Werewolves and lycans share the same God—the moon goddess.
She is a beautiful woman, but I've heard she can take the appearance of anything. Today she is peering back at me as a woman with long white hair, entirely white, glowing eyes, and a dark blue hue to her skin.
Crescent moons are attached to her blue dress, glowin
