* Alpha Daemon *
The last thing I remember, before the world around me drowned in darkness is looking at her worried face. Then feeling her delicate arms wrap in my chest.
Suddenly my surroundings change. I feel the heat of fire, the loud screams of the people. This stupid nightmare again! I was back there.
Back inside the ruins of the Shadow Pack territory when I was young, while smoke swallowed the sky above me. The faces of the wolves that were dying around me. I could hear them begging to be saved. The awful smell of the burning flesh. Feel the weight of bodies beneath my feet while my claws dripped red in blood.
My wolf snarled violently inside my head, it wanted to run. But I am too weak to move. I am aware of this nightmare, because it always haunts me in my dreams.
But this ti
