I don't sleep well. I try to suppress the memories deep in my subconscious but they resurface over night and the dull wounds left from Logan's wake feel entirely too fresh for me.

I scream and clutch my chest all night. My soul is being torn apart all over again as the vivid dream plays through my mind like a horror movie on repeat.

Somewhere in my mind I think I know it is merely a dream, but I can not find my way back to reality. I am lost in my own mind with no one to bring me out of my suffering.

He has rejected us, my wolf...