Chapter Eighteen
“Tell me about your dreams.” Max asked eagerly, pen at the ready in her notebook. The only dream that I could think about was the one I had on our way to the council. But how do I even begin to explain it to her? I took a deep breath, trying to ignore the pull of the wagon as it ventured over rocks and holes in the ground, tousling us side to side.
“Okay, there was one that stood out.” I thought back to the chilling feeling of being alone in the dark, chained up. A menacing laughter drowned out all other sounds as I tried to escape. I explained this to her as she wrote down every word carefully.
“Did you recognize the laughter?” She asked without looking at me.
“No, but I felt like I recognized the scent of a lycan. I've only met one, when they attacked me. So it co
