**ADDISON POV**
My paws land on silver light.
The bridge hums beneath me, alive, ancient, stretching across a starfield that feels endless. The glow under my feet mirrors the glow under my skin. My breath leaves in short bursts, each one shaking. The air tastes of Adam. Warm. Familiar. Sharp in the way only he ever is.
But something is wrong.
Something inside me trembles.
My wolf stands tall at first. Shoulders lifted. Fur bristling. Eyes bright with instinct. But when she looks at him, when her gaze settles on his form standing on the bridge, everything inside us shifts.
Fear rises.
Not of him. Not exactly.
Fear of losing him. Fear of what we have become. Fear of the ancient place beneath our paws. Fear of the bond that now burns so hot it feels like it could consume us both.
My
