Abby's POV
I woke to the morning sun shining through my window, stretching out luxuriously as the soft sheets hugged my skin. The mattress beneath me felt like a cloud—a brand-new, glorious cloud of comfort. Years of sleeping on makeshift beds made this moment feel almost surreal. I let out a contented sigh, basking in the pure bliss of it all.
Then, like an unwanted guest, the memory of my dream slithered into my thoughts. Those same haunting blue eyes. That same wolf. But this time, he spoke. "I would never. I could never." His words sent shivers down my spine even now. Yet, like before, he faded away, slipping from my grasp as I begged, pleaded, and eventually resorted to repeating, "No, no, no," like a broken record. But this time, I didn’t wake up in a panic—I just drifted in the da
