Filthy rich werewolves by Taylor Caine novel Chapter 225

“What if we… get caught again and can’t escape?” The boy’s voice rang out.

“That’s a silly thing to say, With me here, how can we not escape? I’ll definitely take you with me and escape!”

“If you ditch me, you’ll definitely be able to escape.”

“There’s no way I'm going to ditch you! I said that I will protect you, so I’ll protect you! I’m not afraid of those bad guys!”

“Why aren’t you going to leave me?”

“Because we’re friends!”

“Ah!” Grace opened her eyes with a start. In a flash, she sat up on her bed with her eyes wide open. What entered her line of vision was the pale rays of light.

This was her apartment!

Grace abruptly breathed in as she looked at the time. It was only three in the morning.

Did she… have a dream? It seemed that she had dreamt of a conversation between her younger self and a boy. Furthermore, that song… the same one she’d heard in the car with Brian.

Good heavens, why would she have had a dream like this?

However… the situation in the dream had such a realistic feeling to it. It was as if it had really happened before…

At the same time, over at the Hart pack’s mansion, the lights in one of the rooms were still on. Brian sat in front of a painting, looking at it silently.

In the painting, a little girl was carrying a little boy on her back as she advanced through a thorny forest.