"Athena! Athena! Are you okay?!!"
Athena's response was to jerk from side to side on the bed, whimpering, tears rolling down her face contorted with anguish and immense sorrow.
For a brief moment, Gianna contemplated calling Aiden, but he had left an hour ago to attend to his business. Feeling helpless, she watched her friend in distress, wondering what could possibly trouble her this much.
What nightmare could have strung Athena up like this, rendering her unable to wake up from such torment?
Inhaling deeply, Gianna joined Athena on the bed, trying to hug her close, but Athena struck her hand out, connecting sharply with Gianna's neck.
The sharp cry of pain that erupted from Gianna's lips was what finally pulled Athena from her hellish dreams. She sprang up smartly, as if released from a coiled spring, her breaths rapid and shallow, the throes of fear still etched on her features.
