Amara's POV
That night, sleep came to me reluctantly, like a shadow lingering at the edges of my mind. The warmth of my blankets wrapped around me, but my restless thoughts refused to settle. When my eyes finally drifted shut, I was pulled into a world that felt as real as the one I had left behind.
I stood in a forest bathed in silvery moonlight, the trees whispering secrets in a language I couldn’t understand. The air felt heavy, alive, and I knew this wasn’t an ordinary dream. My wolf stirred within me, her presence more vivid than ever.
"Amara," she whispered, her voice soft yet commanding. "Pay attention. They need us. This bond… it’s more than fate. It’s destiny."
Suddenly, the scene shifted, and I saw them Caden, Jaxon, and Ryder—standing apart from each other in the same
