The dreams came to me again of Erica and Fire roaring in glee as Erica held my heart in her hand and Fire laughed. The vision changed to the sweeter times in Marcus life when he was sitting in a room having discussion with his mates but then quickly changed to arguments and fights over dominance and mixed bag of feeling.
I couldn't understand a word they were saying. I couldn't speak in their strange language of snarls and growls. When I felt a gentle but rough hand on my cheek I opened my eyes to stare up at Angie's sweet face and clear blue sky behind her. I had finally come out of the strange toxic dreams of Marcus' past life. I wondered about that still. Why was I having dream memories from Marcus' past life even now.
I felt the rock of the ship as traveled in the air. "How long have I been out?" I asked.
