Arabella’s point of view.

My brows furrowed in surprise as we walked the streets of our pack, there aren’t any burnt houses or collapsed buildings like I had expected.

Every house that was destroyed during the war yesterday has been rebuilt and everyone’s smiling as if nothing had happened, they didn’t look as if they just survived a war.

What on earth is happening? Or was that war a dream? But it felt so real, it can’t be a dream, right?

“Hey, dolphin” I nudged her gently. “What’s going on? Was the war real? Or we both just had the same dream?”

Daphne looked as surprised and confused as me,...