SOFIA’S POV
“What do you think the dream meant?” Archer asks, looking deep into my eyes as if he were going to find answers in there. “I honestly do not have a clue. I remember that when I stood, facing Sebastian, he asked me what I was holding and I yelled at him, telling him this book could be the thing that will end his life.” My heart beat rising as fear shot over my body, goosebumps prickling up all over my skin. “What happened next dearest?” He asked, his eyebrows furrowing as a frown appears on his forehead, his lip in a thin line and concern flashing through his eyes. I gulped down some saliva, breath rushing through my lungs as my tightened throat opens. “He grew big, ugly and vicious. He turned into the deadly beast from the other night.” I said, a tear slipping from my eye. Ar
