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Fighting the fog

Fenrir's POV

The last scream fueled my legs with an adrenaline boost, pushing me out of the door into the very chilly night air.

I looked around me, there was fog lurking around every corner yet, they stayed out of the reach of this very restaurant. It made me feel a bit reluctant to move away from the building, now that I saw it as a safe haven.

“ELENA!!”

I bellowed into the night like a mad man in search of his one piece of coin he was never going to find. I heard the cry for help and pain in her voice. There was no way the wine was making me imagine things.

“Elena!!” I tried again. Less of my energy was involved this time as I concentrated my smelling senses into the night air.

My head swayed a bit, causing me to stumble and stop. Something was messing with my head and it reminded me of the time when I was back in my room at the Alpha quarters. The way the nightmare felt so real I couldn't believe it was all a dream. Only to wake up and find myself drenched in sweat and my win
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