ARIA POV
"Duck!" I shouted as the black thing lunged at Jaxon's head. He dropped to the ground just in time, the monster's claws slicing through the air where he had been standing.
Three days had passed since the soul binding rite. Jaxon was back with us, but the First Enemy stayed inside him, fighting to regain control. Each time Jaxon slept, the battle started anew in his mind.
And tonight, I had followed him into his dreams.
"It's getting stronger," Jaxon panted, climbing to his feet beside me. In this dreamscape, his body flickered between human and wolf form, never staying on either.
"We can beat it," I insisted, though fear twisted my stomach. The babies inside me kicked furiously, as if they could sense the danger even in this dream world.
