In my sleep, my heart takes on a quick, steady beat, and I see trees flashing by me in a blur. Wolves run beside me and somehow, through their vocalizations, body language and scent, I pick up some of what they're trying to communicate. Humans have been spotted moving through the woods, most have stayed well away from the castle walls. A howl rips through the air and I jerk awake. I place a hand on my chest, feeling the fast rhythm that is not my own.
“Be careful furball.” I whisper.
Ward crawling onto the bed wakes me again. He hovers over me, leaning on his forearms and kisses me. I groan and turn into the kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck.
“I dreamed of wolves.” I mumble sleepily and Ward chuckles, nipping down my neck and over my collarbone. He smells like forest and sweat, whi
