**ADAM’S POV**
The light disappears as suddenly as it came. One moment the entire clearing glows with blinding silver, and the next the darkness returns, thick and crushing. My eyes adjust slowly, blinking against the afterimage burned into my vision.
The ridge is empty.
The silver wolf is gone.
Addison is gone.
My breath catches in my throat. My chest tightens until it feels like something claws at my ribs from the inside. I take a desperate step toward the ridge, scanning the ground, searching for any sign of her body. Leaves settle softly in the returning darkness. Dust drifts through the air where the wolf dissolved.
“Addison.” Her name feels small against the heavy silence.
Nothing answers.
I climb the ridge, heart pounding louder with each step. My wolf pushes so hard against
