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He is the Beta from my dream. "You....!" I pointed at him while staggering backwards. I feel my wolf's strength leave me. We both became so weak. "That's wolfsbane sweetie," he winks at me as I kept staggering back from him. "You..are from my dream...!" I stuttered as a wave of dizziness hit me real bad. "No pretty. I am real. Your nightmare actually," he winks at me before I finally black out. . T B C

The weekend went by fast and 'not really' eventful with the best friends hanging out and soon it was Monday again. Dream sat on her bed, her face was smeared with drool and her hair scattered like a bird nest. It was one thing about her that literally no one knew about, she was an extremely bad sleeper. She threw her hand above her head and bent her upper body before opening her mouth to yawn loudly. She did her routine stretches, brushed her teeth and sauntered back to her room. She picked her phone and texted Jackie, Hey bae ;) She checked her school's group chat.

They shoved her out the door. Liz woke instantly. Her eyes scanning the dark room. She could hear Elena's soft snores next to her. Liz leaned up on one arm, glancing in the darkness beside Elena for any signs of Kris. Her heart sank as she saw the empty spot on the bed. Elena shifted slightly in her sleep, murmuring something intelligible. Liz settled back down, wrapping one arm around her as she attempted sleep once again pushing the bizarre dream out of her mind. ***

Whatever happens, we face it together. Relief washed over Levi instantly. He grinned like an overjoyed puppy, curling into my arms before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss against my lips. That night, I had a dream. I saw myself being dragged back to the Grant family estate. Silas had prepared a wedding gown for me, forcing me into a marriage I didn't want. Vivian sat in a chair with an eerie smile. My hands were tied, so my struggles were useless. Despair settled deep in my chest—I could already see the miserable fate awaiting me.

Bree saw hope in him. Slowly, drowsiness took over her. Her mind kept replaying the images she had seen in his office. Those thoughts refused to leave her mind. The image of Jackson, eyes closed and filled with pleasure, invaded her thoughts as she drifted off to sleep. She clearly saw his hard manhood moving up and down on his bed. And he was moaning her name. That night, for the first time in Bree’s life, she dreamed of something hot and dirty. She dreamed of intense blue eyes staring at her with desire. She dreamed of being underneath that man, and she was moaning his name, just like he moaned her.

Even if he doesn't want our baby anymore, I still love him. "He must've been bewitched by that wicked woman, Nadia Green!" She probably thought people would back her up and tear me apart. Yeah, that backfired. Hard. [OMG, so their "true love" was just straight-up cheating? Gross.] [LMAO, they deserve each other—one's a drama queen, the other's whipped AF.] [No way... I was dragging Nadia Green this whole time, and she was the victim? I feel so dumb.]

I lift the comforter off of my bed and I climb inside, having the intention of dreaming about my very handsome mate. Before I closed my eyes I thought of a full proof plan. Well not exactly full proof but it will probably work. Well more full proof than it was previously, just filing down the edges on the last plan and finalising it. I hope tomorrow goes well. In the middle of the night my lips tug into a smile as I dream of my sexy greek god like mate, Alec. I’m taking that as a good sign for tomorrow.

' I chuckled and started putting away my stuffs I slumped on my new bed and slept off Tomorrow is gonna be a really long long day. DAMIAN POV I walked into my suite I pulled my suit and hanged it... I saw a girl today. My heart connected with hers. But why? I haven't seen her before. ---------------------------

Her voice was meager and fluffy. "The couch is too small for me." "But the bed is big enough for the two of us." "What? I'm not sharing a mattress with you." She squeaked like a spoiled brat. "Have it your way then. Just do you know, I'm laying on that bed." The Dominic she knows wasn't loosened up. Something was advising her to go back to her room. But she had a terrifying nightmare where an imaginary Vamurus was after Amiria, a girl that looks like her. It was quite scary to her.

He reached out, gently placing a hand on her shoulder, and whispered, “Brenda, may I talk to you about something?” Brenda looked up, her eyes filled with curiosity and warmth. “Of course, Damien. What’s on your mind?” Damien hesitated for a moment, searching for the right words to express the kaleidoscope of emotions swirling within him. “This afternoon, I had this dream… a dream about our future together.” Brenda’s gaze softened, her hand reaching out to intertwine her fingers with his. “Tell me about it,” she encouraged.