His To Possess

Found

Eira

I was standing in the white cold again, bare feet digging in the snow, wind howling around me. It seemed like the whole world was frozen in ice. Someone was standing near me – I turned my head and saw a stranger looking in front of himself.

No, not a stranger. Ethan. He was looking forward, eyes fixed on someone I couldn't see. He didn't fit here, in this cold. He meant to live somewhere in warmth.

Then, another figure appeared – tall, with white hair and icy eyes. Ronan. He, on the other hand, fit perfectly well in this world. Cold, harsh. Nefarious.

Ethan turned his head towards me. His orange eyes held no threat. He looked... Frightened.

''Run, Eira.''

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This dream was haunting me for a week now. I knew that it was most likely from me being restless and anxious all the t