Zora’s POV
In the realm of dreams, I found myself revisiting a haunting scene that continued to linger in the deep parts of my subconscious. It was a dream I had had before, where the remnants of my previous pack were engulfed in flames, a surreal tableau of destruction.
However, this time, the dream took an unsettling turn. Instead of watching myself burn in the flames and the pack with me, I saw myself as the agent of chaos, the orchestrator of the fiery demise. The scene unfolded with vivid clarity, as if I were both the spectator and the protagonist in this haunting nightmare.
The ancient trees of the dream forest stood witness, their shadows casting an eerie backdrop to the unfolding narrative. The air carried the weight of unspoken tensions and the echoes of lost connections as I
