Ray’s POVEveryone else was asleep. Damien was in one of the tents, pretending he wasn’t, Elena had finally drifted off, and Luna… my Luna… was curled close, her breathing soft and steady.It should have been peaceful, but my chest was heavy. Sleep was the last thing I wanted. Someone had to keep watch, and I didn’t trust Damien enough to close my eyes, not even for a second.Then I heard it.At first, I thought it was the wind, weaving through the branches. But no. It was clearer than that. A voice, soft, delicate, singing a tune I couldn’t quite place. It drifted through the trees, tugging at something deep inside me.I stood, every instinct alert. My eyes scanned the dark, but nothing moved. The song carried on, leading me, pulling me.Then, a dog ran into the firelight. A simple brown dog with bright eyes, its tail wagging as if it had been waiting just for me.“What the—” I whispered, crouching.The dog barked once, then turned and bounded into the trees. Something in me followed
Last Updated : 2025-09-18
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