Cassandra
( Hours before the party)
During the nights I don't sleep well, I dream about a girl running, she shifts between her human and wolf form.
I snap my eyes open and get into a sitting position, I almost jump when I see a figure, lying on the couch.
I breathe out, why is Castro here?
I remove the hair on his face and stroke his cheek gently.
" Castro wanna lie next to me?" he groggily opens his eyes and mumbles incoherent words. I pull him up and he lazily follows me to bed.
My back is against his front, his arms are holding me in an embrace.
Being with him like this is wrong. I feel a sharp pain in my chest that's why I stopped having s*x with him. My whole being chants Dylan.
I shouldn't have started sleeping with another man, I was wrong.
I clench my eyes again, clearing
