Frankie POV
My head was pounding. I was laying in my bed in the cabin and put the pillow over my head in the effort to shut out the light. I hated migraines, and this is what it felt like, like I had hit my head against a rock or something.
That thought made me sit up in bed. I was in a cave, a bear attacked, and Xander turned into a wolf. How am I at the cabin?
Unsettled, I slowly crawled out of the bed. I knew I needed to get some painkillers in me if I was going to be able to handle anything.
I now understood why Xander was asking me weird questions about werewolves, aliens, and vampires. Because he was a f*****g supernatural being?!? My head pounded worse. I peaked my head out the door and saw the back of his head on the couch. I snuck into the bathroom and locked the door behind m
