I woke up with a loud, terrified gasp, my lungs burning as if the air itself was made of fire. My hands flew straight to my neck, my fingers clawing at my skin in a blind panic. I was shaking violently, a breathless sob tearing from my throat as I searched for the deep cut, the thick rush of hot blood, and the freezing bite of the silver blade.There was nothing. My skin was completely dry, smooth, and warm.I sat up fast, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. I wasn't bleeding to death in the freezing mud under the cruel, mocking stares of Cassian and Victoria. I was in my own bedroom inside the Vanecrest estate. The morning sun was streaming through the high windows, painting the soft white carpet in a warm, golden light. In the deep corners of my mind, my inner wolf gave a faint, whimpering cry, slowly waking up from the nightmare. She was alive. We were alive. The sheer shock of it hit me like a blow.With trembling hands, I reached out and snatched my phone from
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