Caitlyn’s determination was as sharp as the bloodline that now pulsed through her veins. She had crafted a tether, weaving it with her own blood and moonlight, her wolf’s instincts guiding her as fragments of forgotten Watcher knowledge resurfaced like echoes from another life. She had learned to listen to the whispers of the veil, the pull of the rift between worlds that had dragged her back from death. Now, that tether pulled her toward her doppelgänger—the version of herself that should not exist.

Every step Caitlyn took felt heavier than the last. The tether hummed with an unnatural force, drawing her deeper into the wilderness beyond Eldoria. The forest...