Emily’s POV

The morning sunlight glowed over the Crimson-Lycan Pack lands, but I felt no warmth from it. Standing by the arched window, my arms folded tightly across my chest, I watched Sierra moving outside, her presence gnawing at my mind like a lingering nightmare.

I couldn’t forget the dream from the night before. The way it felt so real, as if warning me of something I couldn’t yet understand.

I inhaled deeply, trying to push aside the unease twisting in my stomach.

A soft sound behind me made my heart lurch. My body tensed instinctively, a ripple of fear running through me as I turned.

Drake.

His tall frame...