Chapter 79
Lenora
The rabbit darts through the underbrush, its tiny legs pumping, ears twitching with every bound. I push harder, my wolf muscles surging with speed, teeth bared in triumph.
You won't escape me.
I'm about to lunge when—
It's gone.
I skid to a halt, dirt spraying under my paws. My bunny, my victory prize, is cradled in someone's arms.
Blinking, I realize I'm no longer in wolf form. My body is clothed—simple shorts and a t-shirt—despite the shift. This isn't real. This is a dream.
And the thief holding my bunny?
My father.
"Shouldn't you be in the afterlife?" I fold my arms, unimpressed.
"Oh, the afterlife is going great," he answers casually, petting the rabbit. "I see you haven't outgrown those bunny-chasing dreams."
"You're lucky you found me in a bunny dream," I deadpan.
He shudders dramatically. "I went to visit Cameron earlier, and let's just say… I'd have lived happily never knowing about some of his preferences."
