EIGHT

LAURA

The sight of the wolf sent my heart racing, as it took a while for me to tell if this was still a dream or what I was experiencing was reality.

I shut my eyes, listening to the distant beat of my heart, heavily thudding against my rib cages till the sound was quite glaring.

As my mind raced, I muttered a word under my breath of how I hoped this was all a dream I wanted so badly to wake up from.

The more the hours trickled by the more evident it became that I wasn't dreaming—This was fucking reality.

I opened my eyes and stared into the yellow eyes of the wolf that was before me—That apparently had the wrong color of pupil — Looking deep into the yellow eyes of the beast, I could tell it was most definitely an Omega and definitely not wild as it deep down in its core I could see humanity.

What if this was one of his men?

I thought to myself, it was hard to even think with the beast walking toward me on all paws.

I closed my eyes again, this time for the worse as it was merely fee