ARIA’S POV
I dreamed of white light.
Pure, brilliant, blinding—it poured from my hands like water, washing over everything. In the dream, I stood in a field of darkness, surrounded by shadows that hissed and recoiled from the light.
You are more than they told you, a voice whispered. More than they made you believe. Wake up, Royal Wolf. Wake up and fight.
My eyes snapped open.
The room was dark—too dark. The moonlight that had been streaming through my window was gone, blocked by something that moved.
Shadows.
Living shadows with burning red eyes.
Six massive wolves made of pure darkness stood in my room, their forms rippling like smoke. They didn’t breathe. Didn’t make sound. Just stared at me with those horrible red eyes, dripping malevolence.
My scream caught in my throat as th
