Antalya's POV

The nightmare was vivid, too real. My parents stood before me, smiling, alive C and then Dominic appeared behind them, his claws extended, his eyes black as midnight. I watched, frozen, as he tore through them while they screamed my name. Blood everywhere, their eyes accusing me of failing them, of being too weak to save them.

When my eyes shot open, he was there C leaning over me with his hand extended toward my face. The nightmare and reality blurred together, and ...