Ezra:
“Ezra?” Ersa asked distantly as my mind unwillingly plunged deep into a vision, something that I couldn't prevent from happening.
I wanted to groan at the poor timing and a nauseous feeling grew from the pit of my stomach at the thought of seeing my mate’s death replay before me. I don’t think I could handle seeing her dying body laying in my arms with her fresh blood soaking into the hardwood floor again. I stood frozen in place as my voice was silenced and the only thing that could be heard was the heavy fog that soon clouded my mind. I unwillingly allowed the vision to overcome me as I sunk deep within the vision that awaited me.
A child was crying in the distance causing me to focus on her voice, the sweet sound of her cries sounded like the wind as it brushed against the wil
