Alora POV
I don't remember if I have ever seen spring, but here I am in the middle of a flowering field. The sun on my skin is a strange warmth. I have gotten so used to the bitter cold of winter.
"Hello," a soft voice calls to me.
I spin quickly, casting my gaze on a beautiful woman. I do not know her, but she seems familiar. The way her eyes wrinkle when she smiles reminds me of someone.
"I have been watching you," she says.
I glance around myself." I don't know where I am."
"I brought you here," she tells me. "I thought it would be better than the bitter cold of the Lycan Realm."
The kindness of her voice draws me in, and I move closer to her. "Do I know you?"
"You do not," she smiles. "I am Morgan."
I look at her with great curiosity. Her fingertips are fre
