ALESSANDRA’S POV
The sky had begun to darken by the time I reached the border.
It was quiet here—eerily so. The veil between realms shimmered like heatwaves across the earth, a sacred space neither fae nor wolf nor dragon could claim. A place of parley. Of fragile peace.
My cloak fluttered in the wind as I stepped beneath the arch of ancient stone that marked the threshold. This land had once belonged to no one—and yet tonight, it belonged to us.
To me.
To them.
To whatever this was becoming.
I could already feel them drawing closer. As I stepped inside, my iris essence was left behind.. The one who entered is only Alessandra.. No dragon or iris or fae powers..
Their energy tugged at me, the threads of the bond—fractured but unbroken—vibrating with every heartbeat. I pressed a han
