Melanie was in a foul mood. Her parents had called her earlier in the day to inform her that Travis was declining rapidly. Melanie lay with Darius on the sofa as he held her and played with her hair. That often made her feel better, but it was doing nothing tonight.
“What can I do for you, my love,” Darius asked as he kissed her head.
“Help me think of a way to make Justin regret ever being born,” Melanie huffed.
“You could always ask Andreas to join you in the dream again. That worked well with Yannis.”
Melanie gave a low, evil chuckle. “You might be onto something with that. I could let Andreas have his fun, and then he and at least three more centaurs could rip him apart in the dream. Even if his heart can hold out, he will feel everything after he wakes and will be screaming for ho
