Dragana POV
I slept in the dream of the dead. I did not know how or why or what I was dreaming after I lost the sight of the white wolf – she was gone and somehow I was cast into oblivion and the next thing I knew I was waking up in my own bed. The sounds outside were celebratory – for a moment I lost time. It has been very long since the pack was in such a celebratory mode. I looked around, and to my astonishment, found Lady Jasmine sitting in the chair by the window, mesmerized by the moon and the sounds below. I felt as if I were waking from a trance. “What is happening???”, I asked, all groggy.. “Oh, Dragana, forgive me, I brought you to your room after you passed out at the lake house” she said, looking at me intently. Rubbing my eyes, things were starting to come back to me, up to a
