Drake POV,
I woke up from yet again another strange dream. This time around the strangest among all the strange dreams I keep having.
A dream where I was no longer human. A dream where I was something entirely far from being a human being.
I sat up straight on the bed, my body stiffening at the memory of the strange dream, but for some reason, that dream felt real.
I look from side to side in the room, only to find myself still in that strange cave room I had woken up in to find out I was kidnapped.
"What just happened," I said out loud as I looked down at my arm, a frown settling on my face.
The wound I had gotten from the leopard a moment ago was nowhere to be seen, not even the trace of a scar was left behind.
Does this mean that wasn't a dream? A voice asked loudly in my head. I remember looking down at my arm in the dream only to see them covered in fur.
