The dream hit like a punch—and broke like glass.
One second I was standing in a stone corridor, Tavis at my side, cold seeping into my bare feet. The next, the world fractured into what felt like a hundred reflections of the same moment.
Door. Torch. A hand reaching.
But every time I tried to focus, the image slid sideways, refusing to solidify.
“Stop,” I whispered. “Show me one thing.”
The knot didn’t listen.
It flared, bright and jarring, then snapped off so fast I woke with my heart racing and my hands clenched in the blanket.
No sweat. No scream. Just a ringing in my ears and a bone-deep certainty that something had moved.
The sky outside the window was still dark. The den hummed with the low, sleeping breath of too many wolves under one roof.
I swung my feet to the floor.
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