Odett’s POV
I recognized the nightmare before I recognized the place. The smoke did not move, and no wind crossed the field. I reached for Lorilie, expecting her familiar weight beside my thoughts, but the place where she should have been felt empty.
I searched again for my wolf. She had stayed with me through every dream before this one, even when neither of us understood what we saw. Now I could not find her, and the silence seemed to press harder each time I called.
‘Lorilie?’ I called.
Nothing answered. Beyond the smoke, I recognized the field where Black Claw had held a mating celebration two months earlier. I had stood beneath blue-and-silver lights while the Alpha’s oldest son and his mate greeted guests they had known for years. I remembered the music most clearly. There was no
