Zeph’s POV
In a dream
I saw myself covered in blood. I heard people screaming all around me. I didn't know what was happening, but I saw that I was moving. I suddenly ripped out someone’s heart from their chest. Wait…what’s going on? Why am I doing that? I tried to stop myself, but it was as if my body had a mind of its own.
But I felt everything. The weight of the heart in my palm. The way my fingers wrapped around it, and how it beat just once before going still. My body moved again, stepping over lifeless figures as if I belonged to this c*****e.
The bodies… they weren’t just strangers.
Terran. Ashral. People from my pack.
Dead.
A strangled scream tore from my lips as I reached for them, but my body didn’t follow my will. Instead, I turned away, as if they were nothing.
No. No,
