I gasped awake.
The blanket clung to my skin, soaked in sweat. The hum of the plane returned all at once—the cold press of metal against my temple, the dim light overhead, and the murmur of voices beyond the curtain.
The dream.
The garden.
That glowing white wolf.
It still echoed in my bones.
I sat up slowly, one hand gripping the edge of the narrow bed, the other pressed against my sternum like I could stop my heart from shaking.
“Only the one who sees all sides can break the cycle.”
I didn’t want to break anything. I just wanted to live. To breathe. To find safety that wasn’t an illusion.
But apparently, Destiny had decided I was some kind of thread in a tangled knot of bloodlines and power.
I was tired of being chosen for something I never asked for.
Sliding to the edge of th
