**ADAM’S POV**
The moment I step through the moonstone door, the world changes.
The air shifts first. It warms instantly, brushing across my skin like a gentle breath. There is a scent woven into it. Floral. Clean. Familiar. Alive in a way the void behind me never was.
I inhale and feel it travel through my chest, loosening something tight inside me.
A soft glow blooms beneath my feet.
I lower my gaze.
A long bridge made of silver stretches outward, suspended above nothing. There is no sky beneath it, no world to hold it. Only stars scattered across a darkness that feels deeper than night. Some stars pulse. Some drift. Others streak like slow falling sparks.
The bridge leads to a horizon that does not end.
My wolf steps forward inside me, pushing toward the front of my mind. His ea
