Novel & Cerita Jon Snow Wakes Up In The Past Fanfiction

She gently opened the door and went straight upstairs. She changed her clothes then fell asleep with her wet hair. As if she had been seriously ill, she laid on the bed silently. Her mind was blank, and she slept until the next morning. When she woke up in the morning, the snow had stopped, and the sun was shining brightly again. Even the weather was getting stranger every year. Jenna felt cold, very cold. She still felt cold even after she put on her down jacket. Her head seemed to hurt even more. Her mouth was dry and she could not taste anything.

My eyes closed and for a short while, I wasn't aware of my surroundings anymore. "Sel," Jane shook my shoulder to wake me up. "Hmn," I groaned, opening my eye. I blinked and followed Jane as she walked to the bed and kissed her sleeping son. "I'm sorry, I didn't know the dinner party would take that long," she apologized, as she took off her earrings. "I just can't say no to Ed on this one," she continued. I did not answer. Suddenly, I was disoriented. Am I back to the future?

When I woke up I was in a hospital room with a nurse by my bed, taking vitals. “ What happened?” “ You passed out. You were in such a state of shock that your body shut down. Ma'am, did you know you had a heart condition? It's slow, but any more shock you could have died.” “ The doctor will be in shortly to go over some things with you, Ms. Snow. I think it's time to rethink the remainder of your life.” The remainder of my life? Am I dying?.

" His eyes were ice-cold, his voice filled with nothing but disgust for me. I drifted into the corner of the room, devastated. Shawn was right. Staying alive was not easy. Even when the avalanche came for me, I fought to survive. To punish me, he tied the knot so tightly that it was impossible to undo. He even stripped me of my winter gear. I struggled to untie myself but failed. I forced myself to stay conscious, hoping someone would find me. He had forgotten that, before we climbed the mountain, I had just donated 800 milliliters of blood to his mother.

Next day *Jonas* I feel the weight of my new responsibilities as we step inside the pack house, the scent of aged wood and memories filling the air. Typhon stands beside me, his presence a steadying force against the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside me. I glance around at the familiar yet distant faces, some of whom I once called family. Now, in the wake of Connor’s betrayal, everything feels different. ‘This is our home again, Jonas,’ Cana whispers in my mind, his voice a low rumble. ‘It’s time to reclaim what’s ours.’

Shoving the door open he yelled, "GET OUT!' Jolting Jason from his dream state, the other jumped away from the bed, eyes landing on his naked friend and equally naked Snow, mouth wide open in shock remembering the dream he was just woken up from but he couldn't get his brain to function normally as he was dashing out of the room and shutting the door behind him. When did he even fall asleep? Of all the rooms Jason was sure is in this house, why does it have to be this one he chooses? He needed a moment to gather his thoughts before he's coming after his stupid horny friend.

**Snow's POV** The next morning, I woke up to the loud blaring of the ship’s alarm. The sound echoed through the cabin, pulling me from a restless sleep. I blinked sleepily and sat up from the sofa where I had slept, feeling my body ache. As I sat there, my gaze instinctively drifted toward the closed bedroom door, the room where Demetri was resting. A part of me wanted to check on him, to see if he was alright, but another part hesitated. I still remember his anger from the previous night, the way he had lashed out and destroyed everything in his path. If I walked in now, would he take his frustration out on me?

He decided he would visit her tomorrow and seek her forgiveness, though he wasn’t sure if he would earn it. With that thought, he retreated indoors, hoping for sleep to claim him. But it didn't, and he spent the night tossing and turning, unable to find any sleep ******* Morning broke gently, sunlight slowly filling the room. Jayson was the first to wake, quickly glancing at Sienna’s direction. A smile spread across his face as he confirmed it wasn’t a dream—she was really there, right in front of him. As he watched her eyes flutter open, he quickly shut his, pretending to be asleep.

~Winter~ Alone in bed, I awoke with a jolt, momentarily disoriented by the unfamiliar surroundings of the alphas' duplex. Panic set in until the realisation dawned on me. I scanned the room, seeking Noah, but the space next to me was vacant and chilled, indicating he had either left hours ago or never occupied that bed. Glancing at the clock, which read five in the morning, memories of the previous night flooded my mind, and the consequences of my actions with Noah became painfully clear—I had made a regrettable mistake.

He knew that the three big families had been restraining themselves just so they could unleash their attack on him in two days' time. Before he knew it, it was midnight. When he emerged from his room, Snow had already showered and gone to bed. He took a shower and retreated to his room without disturbing her. Snow was, in fact, still awake and listening to Kiran's movements. She knew he had taken his shower and returned to his room. As she lay in bed, a strange wave of loneliness washed over her. She missed the blissful feeling of being held in Kiran's arms last night.