-THEIA-
My eyes fluttered open, and I squinted, trying to adjust to the surrounding darkness. I was lying on my side, facing the bedside table. The familiar round white lamp caught my attention, and it clicked—I was in my old bedroom at the Golden Moon pack.
A wave of confusion washed over me. How did I end up here? The last thing I remembered was the explosion of light in the woods. Slowly, I pushed myself up into a seated position, leaning against the headboard. My throat felt parched, like it was lined with sandpaper. Reaching for the pitcher of water on the nightstand, I poured myself a glass and took a long sip, trying to shake the fog clouding my mind.
The clock on the nightstand blinked 3:27 AM. There was no way I’d be falling back asleep anytime soon. I wrapped myself in a blank
