Heather’s POV

The vision blurred, and my parents’ office dissolved into darkness. When I blinked again, my eyes opened to the ornate ceilings of the hotel suite. The unfamiliar, luxurious setting greeted me, but my thoughts were elsewhere. I turned my head slightly—Kayden was still asleep beside me, his chest rising and falling steadily. Early morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft, golden hues. Stella and Damon wouldn’t be knocking on the door yet, so for now, there was peace. At least outwardly.

But my thoughts refused to be quiet.

What happened next? Had I rejected Kayden as my mate in that vision? The possibilities clawed...