Chapter 133
- Damon's POV
- I was dreaming—a weird, vivid kind of dream. In it, I saw the Silver Wolf. Her back was to me, and I couldn’t see her face, but her long white hair flowed like a river of moonlight. She stood tall, regal, like she belonged somewhere far away from the mess we were in.
- “Please…help us,” I called out, desperation lacing my voice.