#Chapter173

Blood Warrior

Althea Zoe Castellanos Silvermoon

My heart drums loudly against my chest as I sit upright on the bed. Sweat beading my forehead and my heavy pants echoing through the dark empty room.

The same blue eyes.

Just who did it belong to? Why do those pair of eyes haunt me every single night?

My dreams are a constant vision of them. Bright. Blue. Piercing. Yet so full of pain.

My heart aches every night as I encounter those eyes, again and again. But I just don’t know who it belongs to.

I look at the digital clock on the table beside my bed which reads 4 A.M....