A sudden howl pierces the air, making me sit up quickly on the bed, waking me from my sleep. Chills racked through my body while goosebumps were risen on my skin. The hair was standing up and the back of my next, making me stand at alert. Something was wrong.
Sliding my legs off the bed, I quickly grabbed an oversized shirt, just in case I needed to shift. My injuries still aches and my muscles were stiff, I was moving a bit slower than I usually did. I don't even remember how I got into my room last night, let alone laid on the bed. A faint, stale scent of line lingered around my room, putting the pieces of my puzzle together. I just can't comprehend how he keeps doing this. How he keeping coming into my room and moving me undetected by me. I am not a heavy sleeper in the slightest so this just completely baffles me.