Astrid's POV.

When I finally opened my eyes, it was morning. I blinked slowly, trying to shake off the lingering grogginess. I felt a little better, though still lightheaded.

The sedative had done its job, lulling me into a deep sleep, but now something felt off. The room was eerily quiet, and the silence gnawed at me.

I turned my head to the side, expecting to see someone—anyone—but the room was empty. Dane wasn’t here.

Beta Ivar had promised to explain ...