I paced my room, my hands clenching and unclenching as the burning sensation under my skin refused to fade. My wolf was restless, a low growl vibrating in my chest as I struggled to make sense of what I’d seen.
The vision wasn’t just some random nightmare. It meant something. And Lena… she knew.
"You were meant to see that, Elias."
Her words echoed in my head, refusing to be ignored. She had been calm, too calm. Almost like she had been expecting it.
A sharp knock on my door made me stop in my tracks. Even before I turned, I already knew who it was.
Lena.
She stepped inside, shutting the door behind her. The dim light cast long shadows across her face, but her expression was unreadable.
"You saw it, didn’t you?" she asked quietly.
I swallowed hard, my jaw tight. "I saw something."
