Drake POV
I shoot up in bed as sweat pours down my body. Thankful that the nightmare of the day I lost my parents that has plagued my dreams since my birthday is over for now. Something about the nightmare is different from when I was a child. I'm not sure why, but when Samuel takes me into his arms, I keep seeing a woman wearing a long white dress watching from the trees. She isn't alone. A large red wolf is sitting on its haunches at her side. Before I wake up, I watch my parents walk toward her even though I know neither of those things happened that day.
Every time I wake up, it's the same. I'm sweating and my chest aches. The pain of losing them never lessens. Watching my uncle kill my parents and not being able to stop it or tell anyone is worse than death. I remember wanting to s
