Blair POV.
I dreamt of her again as I slept.

I opened my eyes to find myself stood in the glade that had been haunting my dreams for the past few weeks. Only, it wasn’t the same dream. The strange woman was already there, the two giant wolves still flanking her. The shadowy figures were still moving about on the edges of the trees, slightly clearer than before, although I still couldn’t make out what they looked like. A twig cracked under my foot as I took a step forward. She turned to face me, a smile gracing her flawless face, her bright violet eyes sparkling.
“Blair, you have trusted thus far. To continue to do so is the right course of action. Challenge your beliefs and your world will change.”
“What if I don’t want it to change? What if I want to go back to the way that it was?” Her smile turned sympathetic.
“Child, nothing will be the same again for you. Accept it and grow into what you were meant to be or deny it and risk your very self in the process.” I frowned. I was getting more confused now than I was when I was awake.
“Are you telling me that everything Zacky said to me was true? That Vampires and Werewolves exist?” She nodded, as if I’d asked the right question.
“You are a bright one. Zachary spoke the truth. You felt it.” She nodded again as she spoke, as if confirming what she already knew. How she knew this, I didn’t know. I mean, she was my dream, right? “Look at me Blair Carmichael and tell me that I am Human.”

I looked at her again, taking my time to look over her properly. Her facial features were too angular, I’d never seen anyone with such finely angled bone structure. Her long platinum blonde hair shone, split by long, slender ears that tapered to fine points, almost like an elf’s from The Lord of the Rings. Her bright violet eyes studied me intensely as I looked at her. I’d never seen anyone with eyes such a strange colour before. She ran a hand down the back of one of the wolves, murmuring softly. You know when some people walk into a room, you stop and look at them because you can sense the power that they have? I was getting that feeling with her. I just wanted to stand and watch her. It was like I could feel her power radiating from her as she moved, even as she stood. She was so graceful too. The way that she held herself as she stood was elegant without even seeming to try. I’d never seen anyone who could stand like that without trying. And her voice. The simultaneous mix of melody and harmony was something that I’d never heard before I’d started dreaming of her. It couldn’t be human. None of her could.
“Who are you?” I couldn’t quite disguise the fear from my voice. First strange people invaded my life, now they were invading my dreams. I’d always thought that this was just another dream, now, I wasn’t so sure.
“You will find out soon enough child. Your senses are strong, your head sensible and your heart loving. Combine these and continue to trust and you will grow from strength to strength, until you become who you were meant to be.” With that final, cryptic sentence, she turned and walked towards the deeper shadows of the trees, the wolves following her. As she reached the edge of the shadows, she turned her head to look at me one last time.
“Until next time, Blair Carmichael.” She stepped into the shadows, disappearing.
“Wait! I’m still confused.” I called, a split second too late. She was gone, the wolves with her and the shadowy figures that danced on the edge of the trees were following. Before they too disappeared, I caught a glance of one as it turned to look at me. My breath caught and I took a step forward, but it was gone. I felt my heart rate increase as I realised what I’d just seen. Zacky.

I sat up suddenly, panic giving way to confusion when I realised what I had just seen. I frowned, trying to figure out my dream. My mother had always told me that dreams are our subconscious desires or fears. I’d always thought that that was true, but now I wasn’t so sure. I have never had any desire to be kidnapped by a bunch of people who were convinced that they were vampires. Maybe my dream was my subconscious trying to reassure me that everything was going to be ok, but why was I dreaming of the strange woman before I was taken? Maybe she was my inner vampire? I sighed swinging my legs over the edge of the bed and rubbing my eyes. I was complicating everything. It was just a dream. Your dreams are influenced by what’s happened to you. That’s all it was. Having rationalised with myself I got to my feet and walked over to the windows, where the thick curtains were still drawn. Despite the dream, sleeping had made me feel a little better. By now I was convinced that the guys weren’t going to hurt me. They all seemed nice enough, except for Brian, Synyster, whatever he was called. He just scared me. Hardly any light filtered in around the edges of the curtains and none came through the thick fabric, which I guess was kinda the point. Cracking the curtains open, I saw that the light was starting to fade. I’d slept through the whole day? That must be why I felt better. Another thought hit me. Zacky would be up soon. Maybe I’d get some clearer answers. I let the curtain fall back into its original place and headed towards the bathroom. I wanted a shower and some clean clothes before I had to face the guys again. I grabbed the duffel bag that Johnny had filled with my clothes, grateful for their foresight and shut myself in the bathroom.