(Cleo pov)

  The pack is screaming. They're  terrified and so am I. The werewolves found us and attacked us in the night as we slept. Our homes are burning and I am cowering behind Jack as a ware stalks towards us. Jack growls and and grabs his small knife. The ware lunges at us but is stopped and killed by the alpha, our Dad.  "Both of you find the other pup's and run. we'll hold them off as long as we can. This is your pack now, your the leaders. Remember we love you, now go", he says as he gives both of us a hug and kisses the tops of our heads. He then goes after another ware. We do as we're told and find the others before we take off running as fast as we can. The smoke makes our eyes water an it's hard to breathe, but we keep running. I look to my left just in time to see my mother, who just killed a ware, get attacked from behind by another. I scream as her blood splatters everywhere. Jack tugs my hand, "Keep running", he says with tears running down his face . We seem to run forever never stopping.

  As the sun rises we stop by a creek. Breathing heavily I plop to the ground, tired and thirsty. Each of us dunk our heads into the water and drink as much as we can.  "Where are we", Cameron asks.  "I don't know", Jack answers truthfully. I clutch my necklace, the one my mother gave to me only a few weeks before for my birthday. We all sit there, staying close to each other and staring into the woods, too afraid to sleep.  "So what do we do now", Axel asks.  "We keep moving, get supplies and weapons. We train and then we fight back", Jack answers. A fierce snarl comes from across the creek and all of our heads snap up. A huge black furred ware with red eyes that seem to glow stands right across the water. He jumps over the creek and runs at us. Some of us scream, including me.

  "Cleo wake up, it's just a dream", my eyes snap open to see a very worried Blaze. Tears are streaming down my face and I'm covered in sweat. A sob escapes me and Blaze pulls me into a hug and I sob into his chest. That ware killed little Tommy, we were supposed to protect him, I was supposed to protect him, and we lost him right after we lost our pack.

       (Blaze pov)

 I sit there rubbing circles into Cleo's back, listening to her cry. It hurts and my wolf whimpers along with her. What was she dreaming about? We sit there for awhile, me whispering that everything's going to be okay and that she's safe. She falls asleep after awhile and I look at the clock across the room, 3;15 am. I slowly and gently lay back down. Cleo's head still on my chest and my arm wrapped around her. I kiss the top of her head.  "It's okay Cleo", I say even though she can't hear me, "I've got you now and nothing's going to touch you. I won't let them".  Whatever scared Cleo, whoever caused this nightmare will never get close to Cleo again. I'll rip them apart my self if they dare show their face. Cleo's mine and nothing will hurt her like that ever again.

   (TIME SKIP TO MORNING)

  I wake up with the sun shining on my face, and Cleo still asleep with her resting on my chest. It's only a couple minutes later when she wakes up.  "Morning Cleo", I say quietly.  "Morning Blaze", she replies. We just lay there quietly for a bit, neither one of us wanting to move.  "Thank you Blaze, for last night", Cleo says eventually.  "I didn't do anything you need to thank me for", I tell her.  "I just wanted to make sure you were okay. You were absolutely terrified last night and I don't know why", I say. She's silent, and I know she's not going to tell me anything about it, I sigh.  "I'm here if you ever want to talk about okay", I tell her. She nods and goes to close her eyes again. "As much as I would like to stay here all day, we have things to do", I say. "We", she asks.  "Yup, you're gonna meet the pack, starting with the Pups, well after my Dad, but you've meet him", I reply.  "The alphas your dad right", she asks. I nod.  "yeah I remember him", she chuckles. A small smirk finds it's way onto my face. Of course she would remember someone she stabbed and pissed off.  "Alright come on get up", I say.  "No, don't wanna", she whines.  "Don't make me tickle you", I threaten.  She bolts up, "I'm up, I'm up".