Ashton:
The sound of my alarm clock blaring wakes me from the little sleep I mustered. Gloggily I roll over to stop in at glance at the time. 5:00 glows from the clock face. Great. 12 hours and I will lead 40 of our pack members to Rocky Creek. One of them being Adrianna Underwood. Ofcourse she would be the first thing on my mind this morning. She haunted my dreams all night. Dreams of her and I living our lives as any other two mates would easily do. But that's just that, a dream. I roll to the edge of the bed and head to the shower. The hot water does not help my pounding migraine or tense muscles. I wrap in a towel and look in the mirror. My skin is pale and lifeless. My eyes sunken with dark circles to enhance the look. I finish brushing my teeth and get ready for the day. There is no
