Amelia’s POV
I was in the woods, running from a car and the man who drove it. I was trying to make myself small in the foliage as the man came closer. He had a gun. He wanted to kill me.
He almost did.
He found me and raised that gun.
Time seemed to slow down, I could hear the click of his finger on the gun. Then, my wolf roared from within me.
Yet nothing was louder than the cry that came from within my own heart.
Damien!
Everything was dark after that.
Until I opened my eyes again, and I was safely in my bed.
I blinked a few times, staring at a familiar ceiling. Yet, even knowing I was in my room and in my bed and not running for my life in the woods, it took several long moments before my heartbeat slowed.
Cold sweat beaded on my skin and I shivered, even after I pulled the c
