...Wynter POV...
I can see death all around me. Wolves dismembered along the ground, and blood everywhere. I can hear the screams of horror and mayhem in the distance. The smell in the air is absolutely putrid. I could feel my nose raise from the horrible smell of blood and decay.
I don't understand what's going on. How did I get here? Where am I?
I began looking around, searching for clues that could answer my questions. Flashbacks of the events from earlier slowly begin to come back. The Luna Ceremony... Xander... Chelsey... Her mom... The woman... The laugh...
Upon realizing the last part, I spin around to come face to face with a man. He looks to be in his late twenties, however, very rough looking. Suddenly the events begin to feel very familiar. A sense of deja vu washes over m
