_Katherine's POV_
I couldn't sleep.
Even though the room was quiet, even though I was safe, my body wouldn’t settle. That dream kept playing in my mind again and again. It wasn’t just a nightmare. It had felt too real. Too vivid.
My heart was still racing. I kept seeing Kieran, bloodied and broken, chained and dragged through the dirt. Lucian had looked like a stranger. He was cold and cruel. That wolf statue, the Shadow Wolf, its eyes still haunted me.
I sat up slowly and wiped the sweat from my forehead. Maya was pacing inside my head.
“That can’t be real,” she said, her voice tense. “It was just a dream. Just a nightmare. Lucian wouldn’t do something like that.”
“Then why did we dream it?” I whispered back. “Why would I imagine something so horrible?”
Maya didn’t answer.
I felt
