“Daydreams can lead to dreams at night.”
Our call ended, but the thought of him plagued me for the rest of the evening and through the night.
In the dream, my mating ceremony with Trystan went smoothly without mishaps. I walked down the aisle in the gown I had designed, basking in admiration and praise from the pack as I approached the man I knew as my prince charming. But when I opened my eyes, about to kiss him, I was shocked to see the groom wasn’t Trystan. It was Matthias.
I was terrified and thought I was hallucinating, so I frantically searched for Trystan. But Matthas took my hand and led me away, walking down on an endless road through the trees. Lost in the dream, I didn’t want to wake up from it. Not until my alarm forced me to, just as I was about to kiss Matthias. It left me
