Chapter 35

Wendy awoke with a start, her heart pounding and her skin drenched in sweat. The dream had been vivid and terrifying. She had seen Amelia, angry and betrayed, screaming at her to leave the island. Wendy had tried to explain that she had only wanted to rescue her friend, but Amelia would not listen.

No matter how hard Wendy had pleaded, Amelia had remained unconvinced. She had accused Wendy of stealing her partner and lying to everyone about her desire to be rescued. Wendy had wanted to explain that she had only done what was best for Amelia, but her protests had fallen on deaf ears.

The dream had left her shaken, and she felt a wave of guilt wash over her. How was Amelia faring in the island? Werewolves surrounded her and looked vicious and scary. Had Amelia been able to survive?

Sighing, Wendy looked up to see her husband watching her with a worried expression. He reached out and stroked her hair, which had become damp from the sweat.

"It's alright, love," he said softly. "It was