HIS ORDER, BOOK ELEVEN
Nicole
I wake up in a cold sweat, breathing so hard I'm wheezing. It's the same damn nightmare every night. Over a week has passed since I left the hospital, longer since Mark rescued me from Reynard. The dreams started the first night I slept at Mark's new apartment. And now it’s gotten so bad, I can't even look at the bed without getting glimpses of the terror.
The nightmares aren’t any different than the reality was. They start with me running from the house, end with me tied to a tree, naked and so cold I'm not even shivering anymore. Yet I feel the knife Reynard's pressing to my throat. That's so cold it burns.
Mark comes too late in the dream, and I'm just hanging off that tree, fully aware he won't be coming, that I'm alone, about to die a bloody, painful
