Remi's POV
I woke up feeling like I hadn't slept at all.
My dreams had been a frustrating, confusing mess—a constant loop of kissing Julian, soft and gentle, only for him to suddenly morph into Damien, whose kiss was... something else entirely. Heat, chaos, and intensity, the kind of thing that left me breathless even in sleep.
I groaned, burying my face in my pillow. It wasn't real. None of it was real. But the way it lingered—taunting me, teasing me—made it impossible to shake.
A quick shower washed away most of the exhaustion, and by the time I wrapped my hair in a towel and looked out the window, I felt human again. Well, as human as I could feel in this new world of hybrids and power plays.
Through the glass, I spotted a sleek black car pulling into the driveway. Dami
