Chapter 65

HAZEL

I find myself standing in the middle of a dense forest, and the air thick with the metallic scent of blood.

My senses are assaulted by the sight of mangled bodies which look like they were thrown across the forest floor, their limbs twisted at grotesque angles, their lifeless eyes staring into nothingness.

I stumble backward, my stomach churning with nausea as I realize that the bodies belong to my old fellow pack members, the maids and the head taskmasters. The sight is too much to bear, and I feel bile rising in my throat as the horror of it all threatens to overwhelm me.

What kind of sight am I looking at?

But then, it feels like I’m then drawn by some unseen force, and so I find myself drawn toward the center of the clearing where a figure stands amidst the carnage.

It's a creature, tall and scary, with blood red eyes that seem to pierce through to my soul.

Of course, this is just a dream. I sigh in relief. No matter how much those people hurt me, I will never stoop t