Chapter 165

EMMA

My dream started out like any dream did. It was a slow fade as my subconscious became aware of a reality inside of my dream. It was pitch black, but it was warm this time instead of cold. It was not an Asry nightmare at least.

Soft whispers caressed along my skin. I tried to focus on them, but it was difficult. They were just out of reach. It took a few minutes until the words became clear.

“See Freya. Not what seems. Did not die…”

My eyes shot wide open, and I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that it was a message and not just a random thought within a dream.

Luckily, my mates were still asleep, so I untangled myself without waking them up and threw on some clothes before sneaking out of the room. I felt like a damn ninja half the time with all the sneaking that happened so that I would not disturb people. Perhaps we should find me a new title along those lines.

‘Papa, I need you. I’m sorry. I need you,’ I linked him.

I hated forcing him to come to me after the night he had