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Only one thing matters.

Helping my mate.

Seventeen

Elsie

Dreams are supposed to be fuzzy.

Disjointed.

The kind that slip through your fingers the second you wake up.

This one doesn't.

It feels...

Real.

I'm standing in the middle of an enormous forest beneath a silver moon. The trees stretch impossibly high, their branches swaying in a wind I can't feel.

Someone is calling my name.

“Elsie.”

But that voice is far away.

Closer, someone else speaks, “Look what we have here.”

I turn.

Three men emerge from the shadows.

Only...

They aren't men.

Not entirely.

Their eyes glow.

One has claws instead of fingernails.

Another smiles, revealing sharp fangs.

The third? His shadow twists and stretches until it becomes something with four legs instead of two.

Shapeshifters.

Or just Shifters.

The words pop into my head with perfect clarity.

Well.

I've read enough paranormal romance to know what I'm looking at.

Only this isn't romantic.