AMARA'S POV
Darkness swallowed everything. I wasn't sure how I got here. One moment, I was drifting off to sleep; the next, I was standing alone in a forest that didn't feel like a dream at all.
Moonlight slanted through the trees. The air smelled damp and cold, and every step I took seemed to echo louder.
A rustling sound in the bushes froze me. Low growl. Eyes glowed in the darkness, sharp and hungry. I couldn't make out their shapes at first, just after them, circling me. Wolves. A pack.
They closed in, sniffing the air, smiling, sizing me up. My chest tightened as their teeth bared in the moonlight. They lunged. Pain exploded as I was knocked to the ground, bites raking my arms and legs. Blood mixed with, the cold dirt, and I screamed until the world blurred before my eyes.
I woke
