Chapter 3- 2:38 am

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Addalyn's POV

I turn my head to look out my window.

All I see is death and destruction. Wolves tearing each other apart one limb at a time.

I cant take my eyes away as the body's catch on fire burning the remains. I am screaming and crying for help but no one can hear me, no one can understand me.

Suddenly the door bursts open and a women walks in. She is medium hight with blood running out her mouth and down her neck and onto her naked body but I am too young to understand.

I begin to cry more.

"Shhhh it's alright little one" The woman cooos. Picking me up and rocking me against her bloody naked body. She keeps repeating herself "it's going to be alright little one" slowly getting my crying to turn into a whimper.

Suddenly another woman runs into the room yelling "Put her down!"

The second woman looks just like the first one. They could pass for the same person. They both had medium length thick brown hair. They were thinner as if they were constantly active. For some reason, I felt comfort from the one running in. But I also felt comfort from the one holding me but not that much.

"Make me" the woman holding me said.

I began crying louder this time as the woman holding me slashed the other women's face causing her to fall to the ground in tears.

Her face was covered in blood although I could still see the pain in her eyes not physical but emotional. 

Suddenly the woman was carrying me out of the building and slammed the door behind her...

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I shot straight up in my bed. That is so weird I haven't had that dream in a while.

That was my repetitive dream. I used to have it all the time as a child. It was the nightmare that has never gone away. Why was it coming back now?

I looked down at myself to realize I woke in a cold sweat. My heart was racing. I don't know what it is about right now but I know something has changed.

I don't know if I like it.

I glance over at my clock. Usually, I have to strain my eyes to see clearly when I first wake up but my vision was perfect right now.

2:38 am.

The exact time I was born, written right on my birth certificate. I am officially 16 now. That's crazy and weird that I awoke right on time.

For some reason, I felt a pull towards the window. I didn't know why but I did.

Slowly I got out of bed letting my bare feet touch the Ice cold wood floor. Slowly I walked over to my window.

Opening up the curtains I jumped a little, letting out a soft scream.

Standing there staring up at me was none other than Caden Jerome himself.

WHAT?!?! Why is he here right now?

My mind is racing, so is my heart. Did I really just say that?

His grey-green eyes are staring right into mine. He looked shocked at first, I am assuming because I caught him staring into my bedroom. However, it was quickly replaced with a huge smile. I don't understand but I enjoyed it.

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