Torn In Between
chill down her spine. Whatever was coming for her was not friendly. In front of her stood a
ve," he said u
step back. "Wai
ad, he grabbed her wrist and
me," he
But with the sound of branches snapping be
shadow seemed to shift. Melissa's breath came quickly as she stru
he asked again,
ck at her. "You don't
unded familiar, like an old song she ha
know," sh
enly, he stopped and pu
ped into him. "Wha
his grip on her
ootsteps. Very close. A low, growli
n cold. Something
nother. Melissa's fingers dug into the bark of the tr
ge, wild,
kly as fear took over. The man bes
f fur and teeth. The man moved quickly-faster than anyone should be able to. He grab
d. She heard bones cracking and saw his skin stretching. In seconds, he wa
e golden wolf fought fiercely, dodging teeth and
narl broke her out of her daze. One of the wolves had bro
late. The wolf leaped at her. Melissa screamed-an
a tree with a sickening thud. Melissa stared
r wolves hesitated, sniffing the air. Then, without warnin
olden wolf shifted back into his human form. He rushed toward he
e breathed.
eld up her hands. They were shaking. The energy sh
de her. "You don't
owed hard. "R
ent. Then he said softly, "Yo
name. Her name? No. It
unning. She faced the man. "Tell me the truth,"
name is Kael," he said. "I was your
"In the war?" she asked
ur leader," he said. "Th
er head. "No. T
ed closer.
fists. "I don't remem
ftened. "But y
ght? What if she had been someone else?
something small and round. Another dream s
Kael said. "It wil
took it. More memories. More a
him. Her heart raced as sleep pulled her under.
. Not as Melissa. But as Eris. A crown rested
ught in her throat. This wasn't just a memory. This
y before her. Would l stay as Melissa Moore
r hand. The memories of her past life as Eris flooded her mind. S
sweat. The room was dark, but the dream still felt real. She wiped
ll there. What was that? The dream was alrea
t too hot. The air in the room felt heavy
deep breath
just
ake a decision. The forest was still out there, and danger was lurking. But s
ed her. He had called her Eris, and that name resonate
the dream stone still buzzing in her veins. It w
hat power? Could sh
. She had to confront her past a
ark, but she felt a spark of courage igniting within her. She
ut herself. Would she be Melissa Moore, the girl who had been lo
e was her