**Above is Jeffrey Dean Morgan who plays Elder Wolfben. **
**A/N: If you see anywhere that I spell 'Rogue' as 'Rouge' could you comment, please? 'Rouge' means 'red' while 'Rogue' is the word I want. Thank you! **
**A/N: By the way, this is a long chapter with a lot of information and secrets revealed. **
"Go back, Abram, go back," A voice whispers to me. Where is that voice coming from?
It's dark and I cannot see a single thing, not even my hands in front of me.
"Go back, son, go back," I snap my head from side to side.
"Dad?" I call out with my voice cracking.
"Go, back, baby, go back,"
"Mom?" I choke out. "W-where are you guys? What is happening?" I panic slightly.
"Go back, Abram, go back," That voice I recognize from my dream, the moon goddess, Selene.
"Selene," I whimper. "What is happening?"
"Go back to where it began and look farther," Dad says in a calm voice. How can they all be so calm? I am freaking out here. Why is it so dark?
"Wake up," Selene whispers.
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Abram flings himself from the bed gasping, his body knocks into something that falls to the ground with a thump and "Oof," as Abram slams his body against the cool wall across the room. Abram's heart races inside his chest so badly that he clutches at his chest to try and calm it.
"Abram?" Abram snaps his head over to look at Trigg on the floor with a washcloth in his lap.
"What are you doing down there?" Abram asks as he hurries across the room to help his mate up.
"What am I doing down here?" Trigg asks with a snort as he allows Abram to pull him up, his hands splaying across Abram's bare chest to cause delicious hot tingling sparks once he is back on two feet.
"Yeah, what were you doing on the floor?" Abram asks with his head tilted to the side as he stares down at his handsome mate.
"You scared the shit out of me when you jumped up suddenly and then practically flew across the room. Oh, you also pushed me," He grumbles with an adorable little pout that has Abram using all his strength not to kiss the lights out of his mate.
"I am sorry," Abram says as he moves a lock of Trigg's dark brown hair out of his bright green eyes. "I did not mean to push you, Trigg,"
Trigg huffs. "I know, but you still did,"
"What were you doing anyway?" Abram asks curiously as Trigg pulls away to pick up the washcloth off the floor.
"Well, you were sweating bullets so I was trying to cool you off. And you scared the shit out of us because you've been asleep for three days, Abram,"
Abram blinks in surprise. "I've been asleep for three days?" He asks shocked. "How is that even possible?"
Trigg shrugs his shoulders. "I don't know, but I've kept an eye on you. You started sweating yesterday and you were moaning like you were in pain or something. Did you have a nightmare?"
Abram rubs the back of his neck. "I cannot remember," He mutters truthfully.
"Go back!" Abram jumps from the voice shouting in his head. He hisses in pain as he falls onto the bed and holds his head tightly.
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Abram (ManXMan, Werewolf)(Book 4) COMPLETED
Werewolf[COMPLETE] Abram Woodson lost his parents when he was only a teen. With nightmares plaguing his sleep he spends his sleepless nights working. He's now twenty-one, meaning he needs to find his mate. The Elders have come with female candidates for Al...
