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Chapter Forty: Separation
Vuko POV
There was no reason to think that my desperate attempt to mindlink to the dreamer Darius would work. And yet ... the land had changed beneath my feet and I felt a cooling breeze as the bright, burning sun of the Barren faded. Somehow, he or the other dreamers had heard me calling to be let in! The dreamers, Darius, whoever. I didn't care at this point. All of that was good. But I had no time to feel relief because there was also the distinctive howl of a werewolf about to attack and no time to do anything about it.
My body reacts instinctively, and I duck into a low defensive crouch, Vi just beneath the surface, waiting to be let out. Through the dimming light emerges a flickering bright oval. I squint my eyes, and step forward, trying to see what it is. Too late I lurch backwards as a mass of growling, white wolf barrels through the light and toward me. I push Esme out of the way just in time but I'm knocked to the ground. The breath slams
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