Second Chance-In the mist Book 1 novel Chapter 18

"Rebecca, please wake up! You're having a nightmare. Rebecca..."

She slowly calmed down, opening her eyes. Her first instinct was to cry. Second, she hugged me with all her strength. She wept into my arms, and suddenly I felt the urge to hug her back. Which I did. I raised my hands and placed them around her waist. I left one of them there and lifted the other towards her beautiful, dark chocolate hair and caressed it. Slowly, she regained her composure and her breathing returned to normal. But I kept moving my palm along the length of her beautiful hair.

This was one of those moments. She was an irresistible human being. Her fragrance, me touching her. Everything was like a prayer to the angels. I held her so close and buried my head into her hair, which wrapped me in its feminine floral fragrance. Her purity, her beauty, intoxicated me. Everything about her was enchanting.

I wouldn't have cared if time had stood still. If I could hold her like that in my arms for the rest of our lives. Time seemed to stop when she was around.

Eventually, I let go of her gently, cupping her face and looking deep into her eyes, even though she couldn't see me. Still, I could admire the glow in her dark green eyes. She was crying in terror and desperately seeking my comfort. "Calm down, beautiful. I'm here with you!"

I tightened my embrace around her until I felt her relax and rested her head on my chest. I held her like that for a while until she looked up, trying to find me.

"Thank you..."

Tears were still rolling down her cheeks, melting on my palms.

"It's all right now! Don't be afraid. I am here for you" 

"I've been having these nightmares since the day I woke up in the hospital. I always dream about me and a young man I call Tom, and how I was begging some enormous wolves to spare his life. All this sounds so crazy but.... What could this mean? Who could that man be?"

I instantly cringed hearing her questions. How was I supposed to answer that? I should have known this day would come. But to be honest, I wasn't ready to tell her... not just yet.

"Rebecca, you already know that you were brutally attacked and from Declan's explanations, you don't remember that moment exactly. But unfortunately, in order to cope, your mind is recreating the entire scene in your dreams. So, it's your subconscious trying to deal with it."

"And who is Tom? Why does he appear in my dreams?"

"Actually, I need some information about Dr. Catherine Rogers, the physical therapist, your fiancé"

"Oh, wow... what do you want to know?" 

"I'll get straight to the point. Is she on duty today?"

"On duty...you mean..." he tried to string a few words together, but my request came too bluntly.

"I want her at my house tomorrow morning at 8AM sharp! Declan isn't available, as I would have called him. Do you think that's possible?" It sounded more like an order, but I was running out of time. 

"I can call her and ask. You need her for Rebecca, right?"