Chapter 8

BEAVERTON, OREGON

Cirilla's point of view

The sharp sounds of heavy thud echoed in my ears, and my heartbeat skyrocketed. A wave of fear and panic crippled my insides and my breathing came out short and fast. I felt my body tremble, sharp pains building in my insides, and the frightful image of blazing red eyes crept into my mind, making me jerk up from my bed. The beeping of my alarm clock startled me. I turned it off, and glanced around my room, heaving a tired sigh of relief.

It was only a dream. I breathed loudly, calming my nerves. Warm rays of the sun wandering in and instantly warming me up.

It was only a dream, I repeated calmly, releasing another sigh. Rubbing my palm against my face, I leaned into it, getting a grip on myself as everything flashed through. I remember it vividly. Almost as if it was real. So real. The insane fear. The sharp piercing at the side of my stomach and the loud growlings of those beasts. And then the nonhuman figure th