Gianna

I had a nightmare a couple of nights ago of the worst kind.

I was running through the forest, screaming Lorcan’s name. But he was nowhere to be found. It was freezing, and I couldn’t find shelter, and nothing surrounding me looked familiar.

A presence behind me had me feeling that something terrible was about to happen. I had to get away from the monster chasing me; I needed to find my mate.

My heart ached as I called and called his name.

I came upon the lake where a body lay, naked and filthy. I ran as fast as I could until I reached Lorcan.

I fell to my knees, sobbing as I held him close to my breast. ‘Don’t leave me,’ I begged and begged, but Lorcan didn’t wake up. He was dead, and nothing would bring him back to me.

Lorcan was tor