Chapter 34 The Failsafe

• Lucia woke in a cold sweat.
• The vision had returned—only this time, it wasn’t of the past. It was the future.
• She’d seen herself standing at the edge of a ceremonial altar draped in red silk, bound by silver runes. A dark figure stood across from her. Not Kelvin. His features were masked by shadow, but his eyes burned like oil-fed fire. And around them, an audience of wolves howled—not in celebration, but in mourning.