WREN'S POV
The night was quiet, but my mind wasn’t. I rolled over from one side to the other as my mind wandered. As time went on, I drifted to sleep, wrapping my tiny arms around Hunter with my head resting on his torso. Hunter’s steady heartbeat, sending a comforting rhythm to my inner mind .
And then, the dream began.
I was standing in a vast, ethereal garden with the moon light casting dim lights around me. The air was crisp, sending cold sensations and goosebumps to my skin. In the center of the garden stood a figure, radiant and otherworldly. The Moon Goddess. Her beauty was indescribable—her hair flowing like liquid light, her eyes shimmering like the stars.
She smiled at me, a soft yet knowing expression. “Wren,” she said, her voice echoing in the air around me. “You’ve grown s
