Megan POV

A few days have passed since that night when Balin told me the truth.

It’s a difficult thing to digest, and I am struggling wholeheartedly with it. Balin seems to have relaxed now that I know the truth, and he’s back to living in the cottage and acting as if everything is normal.

But it’s not.

Fated mates? Past lovers? Invasions?

These are all difficult things to wrap my head around.

It seems like I’ve walked into some movie, but ever since my conversation with Balin, my dreams have become more vivid. They’re still blurry, but I can sense what’s going on, and they’re beginning to feel like...