"I could feel you. While you were asleep. You were happy. Truly happy. I don't think I have ever felt you feel like that before." He says.
"That's because I was." I say. Remembering the dream that I just had.
"What were you dreaming about?" He asked.
"I'd love to say the future. But I don't know about that." I say.
"Why not? What was it?" He asked.
"We were back at our old pack. The war was over. Our pack was completely rebuilt. And we had a 3-year-old little boy who wouldn't let you come near me because I belonged to him. And a baby girl that you were holding. It was perfect. What I imagine our perfect future would be." I say. And his smile got even bigger than that.
"Well, we'll just have to make sure that it comes true then." He says.
"It won't come true. Our pack will never
