A WEREWOLF IN OCTOBER - CHAPTER 11 (Line Editing left)

Jayla woke in sheets sticky with cold sweat. Her jaw ached, her skin prickled with the chill of sleeping on her own in a far too large bed, and her thoughts struggling to exit the dream that had thrown her half-awake.

"Hey! You're okay, you're okay."

Vivian's bright brown eyes took up Jayla's sleep-blurred field of vision and warm hands took her gently by the shoulders. Her presence kicked the last of the nightmare under the rug. Jayla finally managed to take a deep breath.

Her face went from clammy and cold to burning. "Sorry for the drama."

"You have nothing to apologize for. Don't you think the rest of us had bad dreams after our first big showdown with creeps?"

Jayla's face turned the heat up a notch. If only. No, her subconscious had to cook up an 'it was all a dream' scenario, where she woke up in her parents' basement with a sarcastic invitation to Brandon and Carla's wedding. As if Carla would settle for Brandon.

"Where is everyone?" Jayla's lingering unease from the far too mundane stress dream bled over into the fact she and Vivian were the only two people in the living room. "What's wrong with the light?"

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