I froze, the fire still simmering beneath my skin, my heart pounding in my chest. Her smile was not one of warmth or comfort. It was a predator’s smile knowing, dangerous, and unsettlingly familiar.

Lena and Logan both stopped beside me, their eyes wide as they took in the scene. The air was thick with tension, the stench of blood sharp and overwhelming.

The woman—the woman from my dreams—tilted her head slightly, her gaze never leaving mine. “You’ve finally come,” she said, ...