The first thing I felt when I opened my eyes that morning was dread. Cold, heavy dread that pressed against my chest until it was hard to breathe. I sat up on the narrow bed, my fingers trembling as I clutched the thin blanket tighter. The words of that old witch from my dream still echoed in my head, like a curse I couldn't escape.
"The only way home… is to make the Alpha fall in love with you."
Her voice had been raspy, ancient, yet chillingly certain. I could still see her wrinkled hands, her eyes glowing faintly with a strange light as she spoke. I didn't know if the dream had been real or just my desperate mind clinging to hope but it felt too vivid to ignore.
Love? From him?
