Reina’s POV
I wake up drenched in sweat, my heart pounding like a war drum in my chest. The vision from the Moon Goddess still burns in my mind the flames, the blood, the twisted laughter of Luke Wolfhart.
Kyle shifts beside me, his golden eyes immediately locking onto mine. His instincts are razor-sharp, always attuned to me.
“Reina,” he murmurs, brushing his fingers against my cheek. “What did you see?”
I swallow hard. The words refuse to come at first, but I force them out.
“The war,” I whisper. “It’s closer than we thought. Luke… he’s not acting alone.”
Kyle stiffens, his muscles coiling with tension. His grip on me tightens as if grounding himself through our bond. “Tell me everything.”
I close my eyes, trying to piece together the fragmented images. “I saw flames our world bur
