Chapter 6

Marisol wakes up in a cold sweat once again, her heart pounding in her chest. It was the same nightmare again, except it was different this time. Although there was a difference in the scenery as one part of her nightmare seemed to be picked at random, it was the same beast that haunted her dreams. This time, it was closer than I had ever been. Holding her gaze, its touch was cold and icy against her skin as it finally succeeded in taking a swipe at her.

It was still dark out, and that did nothing to ease her nerves. Her wolf was going crazy. It wanted to be let out. It wanted her to take the back seat this time, wanting to reach into the pack bond, to get them both the help they so obviously needed, to protect her and to feel safe itself.

Marisol’s grip on the sheets tightens as she stubbornly fights back the need to shift. Everything felt too much, her room was too small, and her body was too hot. She gasps for breath, her hands flying to her neck as it becomes harder