Chapter 67

Blake's POV

I woke up from a nightmare. I was sweating and breathing hard. I managed to calm down, realizing that everything was just a dream, and I was in my room. It's been happening for a few days now. I thought of it as just that once, but it has become something else. The dreams are very real and familiar. It felt like déjà vu, as if everything I saw had happened to me.

In my dreams, I looked different from what I am now, but I was still me. I had longer hair, and it seemed like a different period from modern times. And the strangest thing of all is my name. My name was River. The name that I heard Brielle mutter while she was unconscious back then when she went missing for a little while. Oh, my name was not the strangest. It's that she was there. Brielle was in my dream, and she was someone I loved.

For a while, I thought it was nothing but a dream with no meaning, but I've come to realize that it was more than that. I think it has something to do with past lives. It's hard to believe something like that, but I thought about it. I really gave it thought and something like reincarnation is hard to believe, but it can be that far-fetched. I mean, I'm a werewolf and, for some, supernaturals are still very much myth. Anyway, I was confused and everything was still in pieces and still didn't make sense.

I got up and opened the curtains, welcoming the sunlight. As the rays hit my body, I felt instantly energized. I yawned, stretching out my limbs. I walked to the washroom to begin my daily routine. I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I took a quick shower and got ready for the day. I tried as much as to push back my thoughts to the back of my head.

I went down for breakfast. I could smell something burning and I immediately went into the kitchen. I found my mother standing in front of the stove, completely zoned out. Something was burning in the pan and mom wasn't aware. I walked to her, moving her aside. I grabbed the pan and chucked it into the sink and opened the tap. The smoke was bad, so I opened the kitchen window to let the smoke out.

I turned to my mother, who was barely aware of the situation. I guided her out of the kitchen and helped her take a seat on the couch.

" Mom, are you okay? Are you alright?" I asked, touching her cheek and checking her to see if she was hurt in any way. She looked alright physically but she was not okay.

" She seemed to snap out of it.

" Oh, dear. The eggs must be burning. I need.. I need to tend to the kitchen-"

She was a nervous wreck.

"Mom, stop. It's okay. I've dealt with that already. Breathe."

She did as instructed, and after a while she just started crying. I pulled her into my arms and let her cry. This sometimes happens when she misses Mia. Lately, it's been happening more than usual. It's hard. It's not that long ago when we buried Mia. It's still fresh in our minds, so moving on won't be easy. I let her cry and let it out. There is no use in keeping it in. She eventually calmed down but she fell asleep. I stroked her lost in thought.

I have had no progress so far with the case. Mia's murders are unknown and still at large. Unfortunately, we have no leads. No one knew anything or saw anything. It's like nothing ever happened. I still can't believe it. My only hope is to find Rea, who is still missing herself. I've been slacking with her. I don't know what I'll do if she is mixed up in this. I certainly won't let her live. It would be the biggest betrayal ever. That's why I am not hasty to find out, but I will have to confront the truth sooner rather than later so that my family can get justice and Mia rests in peace.

After comforting my mother, I laid on the couch and put a blanket over her. I cleaned up in the kitchen to take my mind off things. I settled for a sandwich for breakfast. My mind wondered off to the dream again. I still can't believe that reincarnation is possible. If it's true and very possible, why the hell am I remembering such a past? Is it because it has something to do with Brielle? Was this connection fated from the beginning? So many questions that I can't seem to find an answer to. The more I think about it, it just gets more frustrating.

I am worried and scared. I was wondering if there would be something in the past that would tremendously affect my future. I mean, there must be a reason to know about their past lives. A lot can change their current lives. I don't want to remember, but at the same time, I can't help but be curious, now that I've got a glimpse. It's not like it's in my control anyway. But what if Brielle was my enemy in that life or the other way around? Would I still be able to look at her the same as her?

Come to think of it. How would she know the name River? I mean it could totally be a coincidence, but could there be a possibility that Brielle is also having recollections about her past life? I could ask her, but I wouldn't know how to bring that up. I sigh and run my finger through my hair. I'm stressed. Everything is just so stressful. I am barely 20 years old. I worry I will get gray hair before then.

I need to go for a run to clear my mind. It was starting to get stuffy in the house. It's been a while since I let my wolf take over.