Voices drifted through the darkness, muffled and indistinct. I fought against the heavy weight on my eyelids, dragging myself back to consciousness.
"Luna?"
The voice was low, laced with exhaustion. A door clicked shut.
I blinked, the world coming into focus in blurry shapes of beige and cream.
"What time is it?" I rasped. My voice sounded like it had been shredded.
I squinted. Liam stood at the foot of the bed. He was wearing a grey t-shirt and jeans, his feet bare on the plush carpet. Stubble darkened his jaw, and his hair was a mess.
For a second, confusion held me. Where are we?
Then, the memories hit me like a physical blow. The crash. The forest. Sebastian Knight’s broken face. The black-gold eyes of the wolf.
And the nightmare.
I found you, little girl.
My heart seized. I
