Uncertainty(Parker POV)

I can’t stop thinking about the book.

My sleep was fitful last night, as I tossed and turned, thinking about Felicity. I had no actual proof that she was a future teller, but how could she not be? The signs are all there.

When she realized that the nightmare she’d been having for years came true; she said that it happened like a movie. A movie that she’d watched a hundred times. Each time with more detail until the night of. When she was actually experiencing it, she said it felt like deja-vu.

And then she died.

My mate dreamt of her death countless times, and then it became reality. If I wasn't in the right place at the right time; she wouldn't be here. The woman who brought me back from a life of solitude wouldn't be here. The woman who is swollen with my pup.

I felt sick to my stomach thinking about it.

The dream she had a few nights ago pops into my mind. She was very vague, but if it was a snippet into the future, they find me. They find me and fatally injure me. She didn’