Elisa’s POV-
After the harvest feast, we returned to the palace. Drake and I headed straight for bed, both of us completely tired from all the preparations we had made, and helped with the harvest feast. We changed, and climbed into bed. Sleep took us both quickly.
But my sleep was far from dreamless. The moment my eyes shut, there was a sudden change in my surroundings. I flung my eyes open, no longer was I in bed sleeping next to my mate. I was in a burnt down village. It was once a Lycan village. I found myself running towards the palace. The flames were travelling that way. My family. I arrived to find the entire palace engulfed in flames, my family was in chains, and I saw an older version of myself. There was no love, no joy, no happiness in my eyes. Just bitter hatred, loneliness
