Chapter 138

**Evangeline's POV**

The wolf came to me again in my sleep.

Always the same dream. Always the same forest that smelled like rain and freedom. Always the same massive creature with silver-gray fur that seemed to glow in moonlight.

But this time was different.

This time, when I reached out to touch him, mud clung to my fingers. Real mud. Wet and earthy and impossible.

I woke up gasping, my nightgown soaked in sweat that felt cold against my skin. ...