#Chapter 231: Bad Dreams

Audrey I jolted awake, the scream barely stifled in my throat as my body shot upright in bed, a cold sweat coating my skin. The lingering images of that awful nightmare haunted me. Peter. Bleeding. His body crumpled on the floor of that small cabin. And standing over him was not just Fiona, but… Axel. His brother. Axel had betrayed him. Had betrayed all of us—his Alpha, his pack, his family. The image was so clear, so seared into my mind, I could almost smell the iron tang of blood on my tongue. In the dream, I had been Peter, had felt the pain in his side when the knife plunged in and the terror when he’d realized that Fiona wasn’t alone in that cabin after all. That was how I knew that it was more than just a dream. “Edwin. Edwin!” I reached over and shook my mate, the ring on my finger catching the moonlight like a crystallized droplet of blood. “Audrey…?” Edwin’s voice was thick with sleep. “What’s wrong?” “I... I