“Ah!”
Celeste’s cry of pain made my blood run cold. I was on my feet within seconds, springing across the sand to catch her before she hit the ground. She cried out again, clutching her hands as she crumpled forward, supported only by me as I slowly lowered her down.
I recognized the distant look on her face at once—she was having a waking vision. My heart swam in my chest as I gently held her. All I could do was ensure she was safe until the moment passed. I didn’t dare wake her.
When she gasped and sat up blinking only moments later, I hugged her against my chest. “Are you alright?” I asked, wiping the tears from her cheeks. “What did you see?”
She jolted and looked up at me with wild eyes. “It was Lyka,” she said, almost breathless. “He’s in danger, Fenris.”
“What?” I felt like I’d
