Riska's pov-
'Run' my wolf whispered my eyes shoot open and I'm in a burnt field bodies of all species lay limp around me some deformed others bloody and some just looking like they were asleep.
'Run' she whispered again I stager to my feet and look down. I had a pure white dress on with spaghetti straps and it was tattered and ripped. Blood splattered near the hem of it. I looked around and saw Marcus's mate near me her breathing was raspy I ran over to her
"Who did this?" I said
"The silver clawed" she whispered before her last gasp. Her eyes slowly rolled back into her head as she died. I got up and sprinted. Running running away from the howls I heard behind me
'Dimitri' my wolf howled in pain, I felt myself shake as she rose to the surface. I reached the blackened tree line and shifted to my wolf form
'Run' she said again threw our mind link. I suddenly reached a black cliff and lost the earth....falling,falling....falling
Before my wolf whispered again
'Shift'
'I can't!' I said but just as I thought it I shifted....into a big black raven!?
"Riska...?" I heard Dimitri whisper my shoulders shook as he tried to wake me. My eyes snapped open and I almost knocked him over.
"Riska what's wrong? You were crying?" He said in a hushed voice I looked out the large side window that was a wall apparently, into the blackness of the woods.
"Fire" I mumbled
"What? Where" he asked flicking on the light near the bed.
"She's going to die" I whispered suddenly remembering
"Who?" He said suddenly very alert
"Marcus's mate" I said clutching onto his chest he wrapped his arms around me protectively whispering reassuring things to me until utter blackness enveloped me again.
