Arabelle jolted awake with a sharp intake of breath and a racing heart. The nightmare that disturbed her sleep felt so real that cold sweat broke out on her forehead. It took her a few minutes to realize that she was in bed, with Alex, who would keep her safe. But, it was hard to untie the knotted rope wrapped around her stomach. Arabelle felt nauseous.
She glanced softly at Alex who was sleeping on his back to her right and tried to clear her mind that the wolves chasing her to death were just a dream. Just a bad dream.
Arabelle was afraid to go back to sleep, but she also felt too tired to get out of bed after running around in a nightmare.
"Sweetheart..."
Arabelle gasped in shock.
Seeing such a response, Alex immediately got up, "Love? You- hey... Honey, you're sweating. What's wro
