Alora’s POV

There was a strangling sound coming from beside me.

I bolted upright in bed, my chest heaving. 

For one heartbeat, I didn’t know where I was until my eyes adjusted to the room. 

I turned to where the strangling sound was coming from and Morgan laid on his back, thrashing beside me, his claws extended, tearing the bedsheets and mattress to pieces. His fangs were out, biting down on his lips.

“Morgan!” I cried, clasping his shoulder and shaking him, trying to jolt him awake, ...