Blood drips down my face as a man laughs. His brown hair are the only feature I can make out while the painful wails of a she-wolf rings through the air. It is hopeless. The Run has become a popular event amongst the men but the King wants one she-wolf as his and he has captured her. Tears stream down my face as the hope I had for our future vanishes with each grunting noise the King makes in claiming the woman I love as his mate…
The sounds of night animals startle me from my sleep, waking me from the nightmare that felt all to real. Nightmares that always left me wondering if the are just my imagination or of a past life. Sighing, I go to sit up only to notice a warm body snuggled into me, trapping me where I lay. Amelia is wrapped around me, her blonde hair splayed out behind her a
