Chapter Forty
I bolted awake, the sound of knocking intensifying. Throwing the sheets back I got up from the bed and flung the door open, my mother almost falling over when she went to knock again. She looked frazzled. Her hair sticking up in places, her usual bright green eyes wild. She pushed into the room and started pacing at the end of my bed, a confused Xander watching on. “Mum? Are you ok?” I approached her carefully, my hand extended as I reached for her. She stopped pacing and spun to face me. “I just dreamt what you dreamt. The man who tortured that poor dragon was Adriennes father. It wasn’t until I witnessed what happened in the dream that I remembered long ago, when I first arrived at the pack Magnus was talking to me about the history of the pack and I found an old treaty document. He
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