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Her deep-blue eyes silently pleaded for me to understand. I struggled to speak, but couldn’t seem to summon any words.

“Join me here so I can tell you about your parents.”

This time the words burst out of me. “Why not tell me now?”

“Because this is a dream, and you won’t believe me here.”

“But I can’t leave my pack,” I whispered.

“I am your family.” Though she didn’t speak aloud, her words filled with anger. “They don’t even know who you really are.”

I wanted to ask more, to ask for her name, to ask about my parents, to find out about my long-lost sister, but I felt myself being pulled back toward my body. My eyelids fluttered, and I drifted at the edge of sleep and awareness.

Chapter 36

Freya

Forcing my eyes open, I sat straight up in bed, but the world still felt dream-like to me. I groggily remembered dreaming about the woman who called herself my aunt and tried to remember anything specific, but doing so felt like an almost-remembered word on the tip of my tongue.

Flint smiled at me from the doorway, as though he’d been waiting for me to wake up. The early rays of dawn had only just begun to slant into the window, and he looked radiant in the morning light. I almost invited him back to bed to cuddle up with him, to seek comfort at his side, but something tugged at the back of my mind, urging me to get up. Some power, some magic.

If she really was my aunt, the woman from my dreams must be related to my father, the mage. Presumably his sister, probably a mage as well if she was lingering at the edges of wolf territory.

Perhaps our family’s magic connected us, showing me her location because she was nearby. If I went to that clearing, would she be waiting for me there?

“Flint, I dreamed of my aunt! She’s near here, she showed me where. Maybe she could teach me about my magic!”

At my excitement, he stretched and headed toward the front of the house. “I’ll come with you to find her.”

His voice sounded slightly odd to my ears, not quite his usual deep morning voice that sounded like he’d just rolled from bed. Then again, he had been up before me. I found a feminine coat hanging near the door and snagged it as I twisted the door knob.

But my wolf whined, and a little voice at the back of my mind reminded me Frost Fang hadn’t been our allies for long.

Yesterday, I’d noticed the box Gage had given me resting on a shelf in the kitchen. I took it down and pulled out Gage’s gift to me. The handgun felt too heavy in my hand, the weight of responsibility pulling my arm down. Hopefully, I wouldn’t have any reason to use it.

Flint’s expression seemed vacant as I turned back to him, but maybe he was thinking about what I’d told him. Or maybe he was just as drowsy as I was this morning.

I tucked the gun into a satchel I found hanging on a hook near the door, looped it across my chest, and went outside. Flint followed without hesitation as I unerringly headed for the forest path.

Unlike my dream, I couldn’t just float over the trees, and as we started down the path on foot, I sensed someone following us. My hand went to the flap of the satchel, my heart racing.

I whirled, and the pair of wolves behind me stopped dead in their tracks, their golden eyes fixed on me. I could tell from their size they weren’t alphas, and I didn’t recognize them. If I could shift, would I be connected to them through the pack bond?

At my side, Flint growled, but they ignored him, their golden gazes still trained on me. I kept my hand in the satchel, my fingers curling around the butt of the handgun.

“Were you waiting for us?” I asked them.

One of the wolves whined, and I took that as a yes.

“Leave us be,” I growled, but they didn’t budge.

I raised my free hand and instantly felt foolish for trying to shoo them off like dogs.

“Remember what I told you,” Flint murmured.

His words came back to me,“To them, your word is law. You set your limits, and they’ll obey.”

Then I remembered my dream. I already knew what to do.

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