Chapter 7.
NEVAEH.
Claire gave me a sleeping tablet, and I still had a bad night’s sleep.
I kept seeing that massive bear coming for me.
And my guilty conscience weighed on me like a fridge laying across my chest.
I’d lied to them.
I did know who that bear was that attacked my car last night. Or, I think I did.
It was Trevor, my ex. Or one of his biker friends.
They all turned into bears, or so Trevor said. Deadly, vicious bears.
And he’d said that if I told anyone, he’d kill me. One of his many, many threats.
I’d tried to block so much of that part of my life out. Away. Hidden in the depths of my subconscious.
But here it all was. Spilling out for the world to see.
“Good morning,” Claire said as she opened the door to my bedroom—Jay’s bedroom.
“Oh, hey.” I sat up, wearing som
