With all of our s****l frustrations out of our system—okay, that’s not entirely true, but at least we were finally able to climax together, even if not from s*x—we’re both able to doze off to sleep at that.
Unfortunately, when I fall asleep, the dreams come back.
It’s the same image of my mother as before, only this time, she’s in chains. Aidan stands behind her, eyes glinting wickedly as he holds her by invisible strings like a puppeteer.
“Kill him,” he hisses.
They’re looking at something—someone?
I follow their gaze and gasp when I see the bloody, beaten body of a wolf.
For a second, I think it’s Dean. He has Dean’s eyes, along with Dean’s thoughtful expression. But instead of silver, he’s pure, snow white.
“Quinn! Wake up!”
I shoot out of bed, blinking back tears and feeling
