The Cemetery Has it's Ways...
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Dreams drove him this way. He was terrified at what he had seen. Blood, it had been everywhere, it had been his blood. A shiver went through the males body. Why was the dream reacuring every night? He didn't understand why he was seeing this. Everytime he woke in a cold sweat his claws digging into his skin breaking it and leaving blood where his hands had been. He almost felt like he should tell Jazper, but what good would that be? It would worry his mate and he didn't want to do that.

A rough sigh escaped the male as he sat down. He dropped his large brown Teddy bear from his maw to the ground. He had carried the little toy around since he was a pup. It was the only thing the scarred male had ever been able to say was his. Now he had Jazper, and yet he was still holding onto the bear. His blank emotionless face starred at the ground where the toy sat and he tried to think with a clear head. What was the dreams supposed to mean?

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