When I next open my eyes, I’m half unsurprised to see that it’s the golden-leafed birch forest.
I groan a little, covering my face with my hands even as excitement runs through me. Because – I mean – I’m only here because I want to be, right? The dream state only appears if you call for it, call for your mate to meet you here.
Right! My wolf shouts. He’s coming too!
“Oh no oh no,” I murmur, dragging my hands down my face and looking around for him. I mean, it’s all getting very real now –
Luca is clearly figuring out that something is up with these dreams –
And the way he put his hand on my calf tonight? And subtly mentioned dreams, watching me as he did?
God damn it, but we are getting into some tricky territory.
“Hello?” his voice rings through the forest. “Shrimp, are you her
