Kian woke with a start, the remnants of the dream still clinging to his senses like morning mist. Aria’s touch, her whispered promises, and the warmth of her embrace felt too real to dismiss as fantasy. He sat up, running a hand through his disheveled hair, heart pounding in his chest.Across the holding chamber, the dull light filtering through the narrow window barely illuminated the stark walls. The meal tray from the previous evening sat untouched on the small table—he had been too restless to eat. Kian’s wolf stirred within him, restless and eager, as though sensing that the dream was more than mere imagination.“She’s real,” Kian muttered to himself, voice hoarse. “That was real.”Before he could sink further into contemplation, the heavy iron door creaked open, and Beta Lorne stepped inside, his expression guarded. “The Alpha wants to see you. Now.”Kian nodded, pushing to his feet. There was no point in resisting—not that he intended to. His mind was already racing, formulatin
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