—Melissa—
I suddenly gasped when my wolf was calling my name to wake me up. I sat up and reached my forehead. I'm sweating. I turned to my left where Drago was supposed to be. I stopped when he was beside me holding a silver knife in his left hand. Seeing him with it made me shudder. His eyes are bloody red and murderous. His hand was shaking as he clenched his jaw.
"Dray," She called softly. "What are you doing?"
He only stared at me and I feel terrified at the moment.
"Drago." I clenched my jaw.
"Run." He mumbled. I didn't move away. "Melissa, leave!" he demanded.
I slipped off from bed, gently pushed away his left hand, and hugged him tightly.
"Do you want me to die again, my love?"
Thinking about it and this time Drago will kill me made my heart ache even more. I know that he will be more devastated.
"If I die again, I might not be able to come back to you."