Chapter 13 Morning Gabe

• Adea
• I woke up in the morning with the sun blazing through the window. Groaning as I drift out of sleep and back into the terrible hangover that was only worsening by the minute. I don't know which was worse, the drilling in my head or what I remembered from the dream.
• Closing my eyes, I try to remember what I can. In my dream, my wolf's name was Korra, and the only difference between this dream and the last is that there was something bad that happened after I was dragged away.