Poppy’s POV

I don’t remember falling asleep. One second, I’m wrapped in Leo’s arms, warm and steady, the bond humming softly between us like a quiet reassurance, and the next, I’m cold.

The shift is instant and violent. The warmth is gone, ripped away so suddenly it steals the breath from my lungs. My eyes snap open, but I’m not in the cabin anymore.

I’m standing in the middle of a road. It’s dark, unnaturally dark. There are no trees, no warm cabin, no protective Leo. Just ...