The dream came again, this time with chaotic, endless and with blinding flames. And in the middle of it was a golden wolf, huge and beautiful. It thrashed against chains that burned through its fur as It howled, not in pain, but in fury. The sound shook the air, tore throughWayne’s chest like a scream that wasn’t his.He tried to reach it, to move, but his feet sank into ash. The fire spread faster, licking at his skin. When he tried to call out, his voice vanished into smoke.Then, the wolf’s eyes—bright gold—snapped to him.“You’re late.”Wayne jolted awake with a gasp, with sweat rolling down his skin, soaking sheets twisted around him. His chest heaved as if he’d run for miles, and he didn’t know where he was for a moment.He pressed a hand to his chest. “It’s just a dream,” he whispered, though it didn’t feel like one.Every sound around him felt more heightened. The hum of the night insects outside, the faint drip of water from the wash basin, even the wind brushing past the wa
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