You Have To Remember Who You Are

Dragana POV

The dream had taken me away shortly after Lady Jasmine and Beta Artemis left. I was not sure what was happening and why I felt so horrible.. “It is a lot of changes, all of the sudden and you had a very challenging day” a soft voice said. That was an understatement of the century I thought to myself. My thoughts drifted to Roman. He found his mate. A pang of jealousy and pain cursed to me at the thought of another woman kissing him, being his.. Not until today did I realize or fully admit to myself the feelings I had for him. It is just a crush, I rationalized. He is all you have really ever known, him and the pack, I thought to myself. Besides, you are going to a new adventure – new world would open to me. Who knows, maybe Alpha Jonathan was right, maybe it is true what Beta Art said – maybe in this new world, now that I was free I would find my fated mate, be happy. Somehow, the thought of leaving still did not sit well will me regardless. All I ever wanted to be is free. And now I was free. But it meant being away from the pack, from Roman and somehow, the prospect of my freedom did not look as alluring as before. With those thoughts I let the darkness take me.

I dreamt again… The white wolf was there but she was hurt.. She was in the field, blood coming out of her eyes and neck – looked like somebody tried to kill her.. Her panting was ragged, her eyes cloudy. I ran over to her, and she just looked at me. Next to her, her two cubs lie lifeless. She was defending them, I thought to myself.. I stood still, and summoned every spell I knew, every ounce of energy seeking deep within me a way and measure trying to heal her, but when I tried to touch her, my hands went through her.. “It is but a dream -  a premonition”, the voice said – this is not happening now.. Looking around, I saw many dead.. Volves, vampires, Lycans.. Some I vaguely recognized.. They were from this pack!!

What was my friend, the white wolf doing on the battlefield with the pack???

And then I saw him.. A big gray wolf, her mate, lay dead by her feet.. Around him there were dozens of dead, few mid shift, having similar markings to those who attacked me today.. I was piecing things together. It looked as if they were ambushed and he died defending his mate and their cubs. He was clearly outnumbered.

The pain and devastation were palpable around me.. You could almost touch the sorrow which filled the air.... Smoke was rising in the distance and I saw the packhouse burned. There was nothing left.. Nothing but pain and death.. She looked at me as if she knew she I was there.

“Your fate is not written yet Dragana,”.. “you can chose – but be wise” she said.. “There is still time..”.. “Time for what??" I was scrambling frantically. "Chose what? Talk to me, please, how do I help you??”. Life was leaving her and I felt helpless, I did not know what to do, but I could not let her die. “This is but one future”, she continued.. “Make sure it does not come to pass”, she said .. I was nodding feverously, again looking around for anything, anyone – trying to see if there was some way for me to cross the veil to help her.. “What you do in waking life will have impact on me – that is the only way you can really help”, she was now saying.. None of this made any sense.. How was I supposed to help my friend in the waking life?? I have never seen her but in my dreams.. How did the decisions that I made impact her?? I felt there is more to our connection and to this story, but I did not know what.. My mind was still scrambling to try to figure out the way to help her, right here, right now.. Looking at her mangled pups my heart was breaking and I started crying, falling on my knees.. Something came over me and I reached out and put my hands into the ground, watching life leave her slowly.. A tingling sensation enveloped me and I started chanting in the language I did not understand.. The earth shook around me and wind started picking up, my chanting continuing, white wolf looking at me with the last ounce of life within her…. A fiery circle appeared around us and my chanting intensified.. Next thing I knew, a huge energetic explosion appeared and washed over everything – almost as if tornado swept through.. Next thing I knew, I was looking at the meadow with flowers.. Dead bodies were gone, as was my friend, her mate and her cubs.. All that was left was scorched earth and dirt on my hands..

“You have to remember who you are”, I heard her voice before I woke up screaming, tears and sweat on me.. Looking down at my hands, there was dirt under my nails and up to my elbows..