Cameron’s P.O.V
My eyes fluttered open as the sunlight hit my face.
At first, I didn’t have any clue as to what was happening. Why was I lying outside the pack-house? That too on the floor and in the open? What on earth was going on?
And then flashes from last night came to mind. Of the party…I was dancing with Freya…and then the guards came to warn us…the fog!
“Freya!” I whispered hoarsely, sitting up on the floor. But what I saw all around me had my blood freezing in my veins.
My packmates, my friends, my parents…they were all lying on the ground beside me, unmoving and unconscious.
“Mom! Dad!” I crawled over to them as fast as I could, checking to see if they were still breathing. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw their chests moving ever so slowly. “Mom! Dad!” I shook them this time, trying to wake them up.
“Cam?” My father was the first to open his eyes. “Wh-what’s going on?”