JESSICA'S POV
I went to my room, and laid down on my bed.
The forest stretched endlessly before me, dark and alive. My bare feet pounded against the soft earth, leaves crunching beneath them. The night air was cold on my skin, but I wasn't cold. I was burning up.
I'm running.
Not from something. Toward something. Four shapes moved through the shadows around me, massive and powerful. Wolves. Their fur gleamed silver-black under the moonlight. They circled me, but I wasn't scared. I should be terrified. Instead, my heart raced with pure excitement.
One wolf surged ahead and turned to face me. His eyes locked onto mine—bright, piercing gold that seemed to look straight into my soul. My breath caught. I knew those eyes. Sebastian.
The wolf moved closer, his massive body radiating heat a
