POV: Luna
I fall asleep almost the moment my head hits the pillow.
The training with Ryder exhausted me more than I realized. Every muscle aches. Even my bones feel tired.
But sleep doesn't bring rest.
Instead, it brings him.
Miguel.
The dream-link activates so suddenly and intensely that it feels like being pulled underwater. One moment I'm in my bed at the Academy, the next I'm standing in a forest I recognize.
The woods near Miguel's house.
And he's there.
Running.
"Miguel!" I call out, but my voice sounds distant. Echoed.
He doesn't hear me. He's too focused on whatever he's running from.
Or running toward.
I follow him through the trees, my feet barely touching the ground. Everything has that hazy, unreal quality of dreams, but this feels different from normal dreams.
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