Rollins's POV
After my conversation with Emily, my mind was in turmoil. Her revelation about her dreams and the color of her wolf had shaken me more than I wanted to admit. There was something about it that felt deeply unsettling, like a storm brewing on the horizon. I needed time to think, to figure out what this all meant, and I needed advice from someone I trusted.
I told Emily to keep what she had shared to herself for now. "Don't mention this to anyone," I said, my voice firmer than I intended. "Not until we understand what's happening."
She nodded, her eyes filled with concern. "It's alright, Rollins. I won't."
I left her in the room, her presence lingering in the air as I made my way to the place I often went when I needed to clear my head our pack's strategy room. A s
