🥀 ARWAN'S POV 🥀
I was unable to sleep that night, all I thought about was why I suddenly dreamt about my mother and what the dream could hold.
What made it even more frightening was the fact that a dream is a gift from the angels, it's very rare to dream unless on special occasions.
“Is it a side effect of being brought back from the dead or does it mean something more?” I thought.
I went outside my room; it was almost dawn and all that floated into my brain was that I was going to see Melonie that morning.
“Not sleeping?” A voice called out behind me.
I snapped my head back in shock, “Clara?”
“Hey?” She responded calmly.
“Why are you here? How do you feel now?” I asked, “Are you perhaps sitting here worried because we will be leaving for the werewolf's realm tomorrow?”
“Oh c'mon,
