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.

he said, addressing the

but now, years

the edges blurring and

or eight, sitting by a campfire in the middle of a dense

was there, her face shadowed by

voice felt oddly familiar, though I couldn't

said. "You

replied sharply, her posture tense. "And I won't

can't hide forever, Liora. You'll come back to us. They always

chest heaving as

you have a bad dream?" My

smile on my face, not wanting to cause her any worries. I raised my hand and caressed my daughter's hair. "I think so," I

questions. "I couldn't remet

swnl

slightly upon hearing my

Liora. Drystan and I both agreed that

daughter would grow as strong and kind as my

I'm going down to have breakfast. Let's eat together." I watch as Leira ran out of the room, filled

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

commanding. I just couldn't remember when I heard it and where that voice

staring at my hands as I wondered

houses were burned and all the Pack members were killed. Liora and I were the only survivors of the

happened. All I had was

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