A Dream

STORM

Storm was dreaming. 

She knew because her scenery was different from the affluent room Justin had given her when they had returned from the burial. 

She knew because she was in Kaden's arms. And as much as she loved the feel of his arms around her, it was a mere dream.

"You are hurt, Kaden." She noted his bleeding arms. What had he done?

"You ran from me, knowing I will come after you.." He took a running leap in the air effortlessly, shape-shifting into a large wolf as he did so.

Storm gasped and clutched at the long lush hair and fur rippling over his body. She closed her eyes against the earth rolling away from her, against the wind rushing around her. He was a wolf?