{Wyatt’s P.O.V.}
I was awoken by sudden moaning and whimpering. I looked at the clock, and it was almost 3:30 in the morning. I turned on the lamp and I looked over at Megan who was covered head to toe in sweat. I hovered over and realized that she was having some sort of nightmare. But what was strange was that she was aroused at the same time.
“Tink,” I shook her to get her to wake up, but she wasn’t responding. “Megan, baby, wake up,” I shook her some more but still nothing. This was strange and unlike her. Megan wasn’t a heavy sleeper, especially not after she had Sam, so for her not to respond to me was out of the ordinary. I did everything I could to get her to wake up, but nothing was working.
I didn’t have any other choice, I reached over
