----Scarlet POV----
"Scar!"
Sabby whispered to me, her eyes wide with shock. She knew every detail of my recurring dreams, and I could almost see her piecing everything together—Skylar, me, Carly, the prophecy.
"Poppy," Dad said gently, "can you tell us what you were dreaming of when you shifted? Not the whole thing, but just the parts you're comfortable sharing."
I blushed deeply. The dream had turned very personal toward the end, and it wasn’t exactly something I could describe in front of my parents. I cleared my throat, still flustered.
"It started with Edmund and me at the edge of a forest. We were in our wolf forms, running. Then he shifted back and asked me to follow him to a place he discovered. It was beautiful..."
Everyone leaned in, listening intently. For most of them, t
