SELENE’S POV
Sleep took me unwillingly, I was so exhausted from all the arguments that I kept having with Dante concerning this wolf that I had met in my dream. I didn’t even know how to explain this to Dante for him to understand that I hadn't gone out there searching for Lucas the way he thought I had. This wolf had literally appeared from nowhere and started appearing in my dreams. The funny thing is that he was weary of this wolf and yet he was literally making my surroundings perfect for me to have the wondering eye.
I didn’t drift into it gently the way I once had, back when dreams were soft things half remembered images that faded with the morning light. No, this time it pulled me under like a current, deep and insistent, dragging me past the thin veil between waking and something
