Third POV
Andrea’s heart pounded in her chest as she struggled against the suffocating darkness of the dream. M’s mocking laughter echoed around her, taunting her attempts to break free. Every time she tried to move towards the faint, distant voice of Alpha Draven calling out to her, unseen vines snaked around her legs, tightening their grip with each step. The more she fought against them, the more they constricted, threatening to drag her deeper into the abyss.
“Andrea, my love,” Draven’s voice drifted through the murky shadows, a beacon of warmth and love amidst the cold darkness. “Hold on, darling. I’m here.”
Tears welled up in Andrea’s eyes as she strained to follow the sound of his voice. She could feel his presence like a gentle touch against her soul, a reminder of the life and
