Viola’s POV:
My body is floating in a wide, cool ocean. The bumps on my skin are rising and falling against the sway of the waves. The water is refreshing and contrasts to the warm, penetrating sun. The humid, salty air is welcomed into my lungs and I can’t help but smile. I have never been to the ocean, as it is in the human realm, but I have heard myths and stories. It has always been a dream place of mine. I close my eyes and listen to the way the waves crash against the shore, each wave ending in rhythms. The closer the water drags me to the beach, the more I hear a soft beeping and someone’s shallow voice.
“Wake up, my angel.” His voice asks again. I can hear the tenderness. Is that my mate?
MY MATE! KYLE!
I shoot my eyes open and blink into the piercing, bright room. Mitch is s
