Chapter Seven Eliza jolted awake, nauseous and sweating. For the past three nights, she had been having horrible vivid dreams. Not like the ones she was having before. These were actual nightmares, not just visions of each day relived. It was the same dream every night. She was in the woods in labor, surrounded by glowing eyes leering at her through the dark, waiting. Each dream ended the same. The moment the baby was born, a hoard of wolves would jump out of the bushes and devour her and the baby. She was terrified. She looked over at Hayden, who was still fast asleep. She pulled herself out of bed and headed to the bathroom. She wet a cloth and dabbed her face. She suddenly felt weak and a little dizzy, so she put the lid on the toilet down and sat with the cloth over her eyes until th

