*Cassidy's POV*
As I sit finishing my homework, I drop my pencil. My brain feels like it's all lopsided, and I'm stiff. Thoughts race through my head. The screams of Hayden, Liam, Me, Scott.
They were the same exact screams from when...
Grace hurt us.
*Paige's POV*
I sit up from Stile's bed. He groans, because I woke him up. I keep seeing her. Grace. Her black eyes, the reddish tint, the same as Stile's when he was void. She didn't try to hurt me, why? Was I not close enough to her? Does she not care about me?
*Stile's POV*
She haunts me.
Every night.
When I dream, she's there.
She was like me.
She was me.
All dark and powerful.
I don't like it.
Even now, when she's Normal.
I don't like it.
*Lydia' s POV*
I sit in bed, listening to the screaming in my head. I want to rip my hair out. I squeeze my eyes shut, and I hear her cackling. Grace. Void Grace. She's not void, anymore, right? I hope not. Something seems off.
*Liam's POV*
I can't sleep.
I refuse to sleep.
I know, just like all the others times I've slept,
I'll think of her.
Some nights it normal Grace, good grace.
Other nights it's the Grace that hurt me.
But either way, either Grace, I still love her.
So I won't sleep,
I'll just think of her.
But lately...
It's the scary Grace I've been thinking of
That doesn't mean anything, though...
right?
*Scott's POV*
I toss and turn. Images of Grace pop up. Words, phrases, replays, they all collapse into one big dream. One big nightmare.
Is my brain trying to tell me something?
What if Grace is still void?
She's still void.
She almost killed Hayden.
She almost killed Liam.
We can't do this.
We have to let her go.
Void or not, she wasn't meant for the pack.
She was never meant for the pack.
