Morning sunlight poured through the cabin window, warm and golden, but I woke with a tangle of doubt in my chest. The dream was still vivid in my mind: the garden of silver, Lucien's touch, the burning desire that had flared up between us.But in the harsh daylight, those feelings seemed distant. Not inexistent, exactly, but exaggerated beyond what I actually felt awake.I love Lucien. That didn't change. But the desperate urgency of the dream, the need to complete our bond immediately, was less a living truth than a resonance.With our mate bond, I could sense him already awake in his quarters, and beneath his usual emotional position, I sensed something that resonated with my own confusion. He was feeling it too, the difference between the intensity of the dream and of waking reality. I needed to talk to him. But I needed to be trained by Morwyn first, and I suspected talking to her about the dream would provide me with some insight as to what had happened.The walk to the training
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