The Missions The Nightmares They're Finally Over 소설 & 이야기

I found myself in an unfamiliar bed, and it jolted me awake. The air was filled with the aroma of food. I looked around and found myself in a clean apartment. My clothes weren't changed, thank goodness. Someone texted me. Samuel. 'Working overtime tonight. Happy Valentine's Day, honey.' I scrolled through TikTok. Samuel probably had no idea that I knew his secret account's details. He had a short uploaded. That bastard was having fun with some ladies. They looked fresh and innocent. He had a good eye for them, I guess.

I doubted my sanity would remain intact if I were to be left on my own. We all sat in the cozy living room, surrounded by plush cushions and soft blankets. My three best friends; Layla, Janelle, and Sofia, as well as Alyssa, my sister-in-law, flanked me on the large couch, while Alfredo and Alvida, my parents-in-law, sat on a couch opposite ours. The room was bathed in the warm, afternoon sunlight, but no amount of light could erase the darkness that still clung to my very being. I took a deep breath and looked at them, my voice shaky as I spoke. "I've been having these recurring nightmares,"

"Nothing that can't wait until tomorrow." Five hours later we were sitting on her bed. I was next to her, and she'd covered us with that big blanket of hers. My head was on her shoulder, and I found myself nodding off. The episode we were watching was called 'Nightmares,' where a little boy in a coma was causing everyone's deepest fears to manifest.

Not the name packs whispered when they wanted children to behave. It was Katrina’s strength. André’s fire. Lando’s laughter. Persephone and Delilah sleeping without fear beneath my roof. Crista’s trust. Gwen and Christina’s future. I returned to bed and gathered my mate close. The monster of Incubi had become something far more dangerous. A papa whose love would outlive every nightmare.

I cried out in pain as I dropped to the floor. "And that is to make sure you won't run again," his lips lifted into a smirk while my eyes stung with tears. I felt the world around me shifting. Darkness crept around me but I turned my eyes to Lindsey. My eyes rolled back and my eyelids started to feel heavy, I tried to reach out to my sister. I had the feeling that I wouldn’t be able to see her again. The last thing I heard before welcoming the darkness was his bitter voice saying, "Take her." and with that, I closed my eyes and lost myself into oblivion.

Nerien hadn't noticed. Freedom was only a few more steps away. I could disappear into the forest. Start a new life. Become a farmer. Raise chickens. Anything but this. [DING!] Host. I forgot a few details. Here is the complete mission information. Mission: Spend the night with Nerien Goldmane. Reward: 100 SP. Penalty: Immediate death. Current Survival Rate: 1.0% "..." I nearly screamed. "You forgot to mention immediate death?!" It slipped my mind.

They'll straightened, ready to move, then I walked with them out of the camp house, escorting them one final time while checking that the weapons were secured, and supplies were packed. Marcus moved to the front, and the men lined up behind him. I stopped at the border and watched them. In that moment, Marcus turned and looked at me one last time. Without saying a word, the men followed him as they disappeared into the darkness of the forest. I stood there long after they were gone, watching the path they had taken. The night suddenly felt colder, and Alex stirred uneasily inside me. I could not explain why, but something about this mission felt dangerous in ways I could not fully understand

“I had a nightmare last night. Andrei told me he didn’t want to take over his father’s pack. He is considering moving here permanently. And that’s not bad news, but I always dreamt of leaving here. I love it... I just hate knowing Mom is close. It’s so stupid, but when I went to sleep, I dreamt of dad. He was screaming about how ungrateful I am, trying to grab me and force me back to that wretched place. I haven’t dreamt of him in so long it scared me awake, and I might have freaked Andrei out. He’s never experienced one of our nightmares. He didn’t know what to do.” Does it ever stop? The dreams of that man. I hope he’s dead. I hope someone broke into the pack, attacked him while he begged

“Tell me about the nightmares.” I exhale, leaning back in the chair. I don’t like that I have to retell them, but I need the help. “They always start off… nice. A memory of me and Luca. Something happy. But then they shift. They always end the same way—with him dying. With me losing him.” She leans forward slightly. “That must be exhausting.” She has no idea. “It is,” I say, my voice barely above a whisper. “Do you think being back in the country is triggering them?”

Mitch and Rachelle were on the lookout, while Liz, Jane, and Jonie were doing their own pre-mission checks. “You know, I used to think we were done for,” Mitch said, his voice low as he adjusted his gear. He was standing next to Bob, looking at the map spread out in front of them. “Now it feels like we actually have a shot. Can you believe it?” “I can,” Bob replied, glancing up from the map. “We’ve made it this far. The Neurovores will be nothing more than a footnote when we’re done here.” “Makes you wonder,” Mitch continued, rubbing his jaw, “what’s next. What happens when we’ve finished with this? The good guys win, then what?”