Morag was ready to jump, but the familiar paralyzed feeling stopped her. She couldn’t move.
Grace's heartbeat fastened, as she could not help Morag. She tried to take the lead and make her wolf to move, but as soon as she felt with her wolf’s senses, she could not move either.
She felt hands on Morag's neck, which squeezed her soft skin through Morag's fur, leaving her out of breath. She was about to become unconscious when she opened her eyes.
“Grace, are you alright? Did it hurt you?”
Alastair looked at her with a scared face. She only jumped when she realized what was in his hand. An adder.
“Grace, calm down. It isn’t alive.”
Grace still was under the effect of her dream, but that made her understand her dream clearly.
“Grace, it was on you.” Alastair moved closer to her, th
