Dreaming is something I don't enjoy. Within my dreams, images appear images of things that scare me. My brain itches when I'm in my deep REM cycle. Rapid Eye Movement is what it's called when the eyes twitch endlessly back and forth behind closed eyelids, as though they are reading the pages of an imaged manuscript. I've watched eyes flutter behind closed lids. The movement is rapid and unpredictable like ocean waves. When I dream the joys of my life disappear behind a sea of lifeless darkness. The things I am scared of flood in, and haunt me at night. I remember the last time werewolves and sirens had a battle in my presence. The land sirens came and took my mother out of her bed by her long hair. We were in our human forms in those days, living peacefully amongst the shadows. The sirens burned our village to the ground. They forced the vampires to retreat to Europe. But the werewolves stood and fought for the land we've come to love. I was ten when my mother died in that house. And

The rain at Siren's Point picks up and Aiden takes his fingers out of my core. My insides pulse from the excitement of orgasm. I've had sex before with Jaxson Miles. I was bored with him in bed and had to read sexy erotic novels to get myself going. Aiden's fingering and kissing me is more arousing than any sex I've had before. If he's this good with his hands, I wonder how good he'd be in bed with his body thrusting against mine. Needless to say, I will not be having sex with Aiden in the rain at Siren's Point Prison. "Aiden, I think we should go back to my house. Don't you think?" Aiden looks at me with those deep blue eyes and his long hair flows into his ponytail. I've never been with someone with long hair before. "Why are you in such a hurry to get back? Aren't you having fun here?" It's not that I am not having fun, but unlike Aiden, I know that if we wait too long we will miss the last ferry boat and we will be stuck here in the middle of an ocean storm. I'm not ready for

My wolf form disappears with the sun and I hardly remember last night. Apparently, my attempts to transform back into a human at will were lost to the beast. Without proper instruction, I will never possess that ability and if I can't stop myself from turning myself into a monster then I can't truly be with Kayla Lawson. I will wait until the next full moon, and that will be the last time I try to control the power I know that I have within the beast. If I can't turn into a human at will on the next full moon, I will move on from Brianna and Kayla Lawson forever and will continue my banishment amongst the vampires overseas in Europe. There are worse places to be, I won't be alone at least. I have many vampire friends who would happily take my sorry ass in. At least it's not full-on banishment. As far as a love life goes, Kayla might be my last chance at it. Before the next full moon, I hope we make love or fuck. I guess we can't make love if we aren't in it, or perhaps it's only one-

I wake up with Aiden still holding me close. There's so much to talk about. We've made love, we've confessed and now the sirens will be back for my answer. I haven't seen my parents yet and I don't plan to. If they are anything like Grandpa Jerry then they are probably liars too. It's best to keep them away. Aiden smiles when he sleeps and I rest my head on his chest. I wasn't supposed to fall in love with a werewolf, and now that I know what and who I am it's definitely turning into Romeo and Juliet. We could run away together and leave this life behind us, not sure how'd I'd explain that to Brianna exactly. Brianna walks into the house, and instead of moving, I pretend to be asleep after covering Aiden and me with a blanket. I'd prefer she knows, then find us naked and have her get startled by it. A blanket is more polite. Brianna's shoes shuffle along the floor and squeak. Upon seeing us she takes her shoes off, and slips into her house slippers. I know I will owe her an explana

"Where's Kayla?" Brianna has left for work and apparently didn't bother looking for her obviously missing friend. Brianna can be so dense sometimes, how has Kayla lasted this long? It's a miracle she's survived. The girl could have been raped or murdered and Brianna might not have even noticed. Note to self when the timing is right sign Brianna up for self-defense classes. I check each room in the house and Kayla is nowhere to be found. "Kayla? Kayla?" Panic sets in as my hands shake beside my stomach. Something must have happened between the time we watched those weird Tim Burton movies and the time my eyes opened. My wolf instincts kick in and a newfound power tingles throughout my fingertips and feels like tiny pulses. The power I had longed to acquire is beginning to develop within my gut. The trigger is Kayla's disappearance. My werewolf senses are heightened more than usual. My strength is within me and my blood feels like the full moon has risen. The sun is up and it's an