Thirty Four.

Alpha Vander

It was hours before Fallon started making any sense. She would mutter words at barely a whisper. Eventually, her words became sentences. And even though she was asleep. I could finally work out what had happened to her.

Her face screwed up more times than I could keep track of. Even my company wasn’t comforting her anymore. It seemed that she was trapped in a cycle of nightmares. Re