Enzo

A woman was screaming in my dreams, her terror ripping through me as though it were my own.

I flew out of the bed like it was on fire, my hand going immediately to my nightstand drawer where I’d stashed my gun earlier. Before I was even fully awake, I had a bullet in the chamber as my eyes swung around the room, searching for the threat.

But there was no one there except me and Sera, who was lying stiff and still, her face contorted in terror as breathless screams tore from her throat, triggering things inside of me I’d rather not revisit.

My heart began to pound,...