"Victoria," someone called. "Victoria, it's time to go."
My eyes popped open and I expected to see the fire burning far away, to feel its scent and to feel my wolf's fear and anger.
But instead, I was just me. And Red was there, too.
I sat up with a jolt, completely disoriented. I was in the hotel room. I wasn't in the hills with my wolf's family. Nothing was burning. I was okay.
But what the hell was that? I'd gone twenty-one years with no knowledge about my wolf whatsoever, and now she was choosing to let me see in her mind so suddenly?
Was that even it, or was I just making it all up? Was it all just a dream?
"Hey there, sleeping beauty!"
Amara came out of the bathroom and made me jump again. Putting his hands on my shoulders, Red made me look at him.
"Victoria, what's wrong?"
I shook my head. "Just…just a dream." But it wasn't. I already knew it.
It was a memory.
