The dreams came fast and furious.

Flames. Screams. The world burning beneath a blood-red sky.

Rory stood in the center, eyes shining with both Elias’s light and Selene’s shade.

Her words tore through the air: “I am not yours. I am mine.”

But then she fell crumbling, fading into light as the world broke around her.

Elias’s words echoed dimly through the fire: “To save her, you must end her.”

I gasped and stumbled back, choking. The taste of her blood burned down my ...