KING OF THE CURSED

[Nightmares]

Alpha Dargan’s POV

“Daddy I don't want to die.” a little girl says as blood drips from her nostrils and ears cradled on a shawl.

“I won't let you die,” I assured her and placed a kiss on her cheek. A tear slipped and bumped on her cheek and in a flash, she began to jerk uncontrollably.

“Gracie! Please don't die on me. I'll save you okay?... Gracie… are you...” Her body was still in my hands.

“Nooooooo…!” I growled at the top of my lungs and opened my eyes looking around the room.

The nightmares never stop. Gracie.

Beaded sweat formed on my forehead...