Chapter 359: Nightmare Nova's POV

I didn't dream often, or if I did, I never remembered them. But tonight, the images

were vivid and relentless, as if the past had clawed its way into my mind and

refused to let go.

I was small again, no more than four years old, hiding behind a tree as fire consumed our Pack. The acrid smell of smoke filled my lungs, and the air was thick with the metallic tang of blood.

Wolves howled in agony, their cries echoing through the night. My tiny hands gripped the bark of the tree as I peeked out, my heart racing.

A shadow loomed over me, massive and terrifying. "Stay quiet," Liora closely whispered to my ear, her voice steady despite the panic in her eyes.

My older sister, Liora, looked young in my dream, still in her early teenage years. We were both just children, but she was forced to act brave to protect me, taking in the role of being the older sister.

I stared at her, my heart beating in fear. She crouched beside me, clutching a blade in one hand and shielding me with the other.

"Run, if I say so," she added, her tone leaving no room for argument.

I nodded, too scared to speak. Then, the shadow stepped closer, and I saw him.

A man—or at least he looked like one-stood at the edge of the clearing.

His face was shrouded in darkness, but his voice carried through the chaos, smooth and commanding.

said, addressing the Pack. "Defiance

understand his words then, but now, years later, they sent a chill

dream shifted, the edges

by a campfire in the middle of a

face shadowed by the

was talking to someone-a man whose voice felt oddly familiar, though I couldn't see his

said. "You belong

belong anywhere," Liora replied sharply, her posture tense. "And I won't risk my sister for your

man laughed, a sound that made my skin crawl. "You can't hide forever, Liora. You'll come back to

with a start, my chest

dream?" My daughter, stared

I raised my hand and caressed my daughter's hair. "I think

questions. "I couldn't remet

swnl

dropped slightly upon hearing my answer. "I'm fine Leira. You don't have to worry," I assured

her that name in memory of my sister Liora. Drystan and I both agreed that naming our daughter after Liora would

as strong

together." I watch as Leira ran out of the room,

mind went back to the dream I just had once again. My heart pounded as it felt vivid and

I just couldn't remember when

on the edge of my bed, staring at my hands as I wondered why I had

attacked. All houses were burned and all

it all happened. All I had was just fragmented memories of burning houses and

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