True Feelings

It has been seven days since Dylan had a good night’s sleep. That dream haunts him. His first mate’s face, Laura, keeps appearing to his head whenever he closes his eyes. It was like the nightmares he had before Rachel came to his life crashing back like a wrecking ball. Ruining all his defenses in an instant.

That dream he had. Where Laura was dancing on the top of the dais. It was like she was calling into him, yearning for his soul to come to her. Vanishing all of Rachel’s traits inside of his head. She was urging him to follow her to the other side.

Dylan didn’t know what to do. He was torn between going with her or staying where he was at the moment. He doesn’t know what the dream means. For over the centuries, he was having the same nightmare. Seeing himself in the middle of his burning hut, gaping at the mangled corpses of his own family. Laura and Myro.

It’s also been a week since he last visited Rachel. He didn’t want to face her without seeing or finding Laura in her. He