Liam
He saw an empty syringe in Monike's hand.
"F*ck. No. Ira." It was his last thought before darkness took over.
He landed with a thump on a soft bed of snow. He knew it was his own space, the place that connected him to the Dreamtime.
He had read about this. Seeing it firsthand was exciting, but then he remembered the glinting syringe from Monike's hand and the tottering a*ss of Ira as she had headed towards the washrooms.
He ran around looking for his Lycan. It took him a while to spot his Lycan. The huge snow - white wolf lay motionless in the snow, almost completely blending into the landscape. He reached the beast and his sluggish Lycan whimpered, ‘something is not right! I can feel it. Fight this poison mate!’
'I am trying to.' He mumbled, bending down and stroking the head o
