DEAN

I had never forgotten the situation in my second dream—how that woman, Claire, seemed to be protected by some mysterious force.

No way was I letting Lilith meet someone like that face-to-face.

Maybe I was overreacting, but the thought of that dream coming true terrified me—like I had fallen into an ice cave.

So no. I wouldn’t allow their meeting to happen.

“Dean.”

Lilith's voice snapped me out of my thoughts, and I turned to find her watching me, worry etched in her eyes.

“Are you okay?” she asked softly. “I’m not sure what happened, but I’ve noticed since you came back from Agate Country—you get tense whenever I...