I woke up with a scream and I had to force air into my lungs so I could steady my breathing and stop the tears that were falling freely down my face.
My first coherent thought was to run to Logan and I had already made my way to the door when I remembered yesterday’s events and I had to push that urge down and force myself to walk over to the bathroom.
I splashed water all over my face hoping it would wipe away the remnants of the dream but nothing was stopping the images from flashing through my mind and with it came the fear.
It started out as a memory of what happened at the pack house when I saw Hunter and I tried to tell myself that it was an imagination but it was like the more I told myself that, the closer and clearer he became.
Then all of a sudden he started to chase me and I ran but the walls seemed to get longer and narrower and I just couldn’t seem to find an exit. It was like running in a maze.