Roseanne jolted awake, the remnants of her dream still clinging to her, not wanting to let go. She took a deep breath, trying to shake off the heavy feeling sitting in her chest.
It wasn't the sort of dream where someone called her, leaving her feeling confused and curious. This time, it was a clear replay of her life at the Red Moon Pack, twisted into a darker nightmare.
She saw herself standing in front of her father again, shaking as she faced Zayn's cold gaze. In the dream, Davian had brought her back, offering her to her family as if she were a mere burden. The fury and disgust in her father's eyes, the disgust in Iris's voice, and Viola's mocking laughter echoed in her ears. Her heart raced at the memory, and a creeping fear started to build inside her.
Roseanne sighed, rubbing her face with her hands. She whispered to herself, her voice barely audible, "It was just a dream, Roseanne. Nothing more. You're safe now. He won't take you back."
