Serah barely slept.
How could she?
The whispers had followed her long after she left the balcony.
Every time she closed her eyes, she expected to hear the voice again.
Find me.
The words echoed endlessly inside her mind.
At some point, exhaustion finally dragged her into sleep.
And that was when the vision began.
Unlike the dreams, this felt different.
More powerful.
More real.
She wasn’t watching from a distance anymore.
She was there.
Living it.
Feeling it.
The moment she opened her eyes, she found herself standing atop a hill beneath a silver moon.
Thousands of wolves filled the valley below.
Alphas.
Betas.
Gammas.
Entire packs.
All gathered together.
The sight stole her breath.
At the center stood a woman.
Silver hair.
White gown.
Moonlit eyes.
Lyria.
The Fi
