I let out a ragged breath. “And I can never stop it.”
I looked at Lee then, my voice strained.
“I don’t understand it,” I admitted. “Something changed when your brother bound us.”
I shook my head, frustrated. “I always felt Olivia was my soulmate, but after the marriage ceremony, the bond became… deeper. More intense. Like something more was woven into it.”
I swallowed hard.
“Like something… older.”
I met Lee’s gaze, forcing myself to return to the present—to this house, this moment, where things were safe.
But the nightmares remained, curling around the edges of my mind like unseen shadows.
“They scare me,” I admitted. My voice was quieter now, rough around the edges. “Is this something that will come to pass? Or has it already happened?”
A heavy silence stretched between us.
Then, Lee broke the moment, exhaling as if shaking off an unseen weight.
“These dreams can’t be figured out in a single moment,” he said firmly. “Let’s set them aside and focus on finding Tristan. But don’t worry—we’ll decipher the meaning of your visions.”
His tone was reassuring. “Dreams are mysteries to unfold. They’re seldom literal.” He met my gaze again, voice soft but insistent. “Don’t worry.”
I clung to his words as I stepped away from the wall.
Outside, I followed Lee as he strode toward a strange-looking metal contraption.
I frowned.
It resembled a cart, but there were no harnesses. No oxen. No horses.
“Will we be taking that to look for Tristan?” I asked, pointing at the metal as my boots crunched against the gravel.
“That’s correct,” Lee said.
I glanced around, searching. “Where are your horses?”
Lee chuckled. “There are no horses, Roman.”
I turned in a circle, my frown deepening. “Oxen, then?”
“Nope,” Lee smirked, fishing a small silver key from his pocket. “There’s what’s called an engine inside that powers the SUV.”
He pressed something on the key, and the machine chirped.
I was startled, instinctively reaching for my dagger.
“What is that?” I demanded.
Lee grinned. “It’s called an SUV.”
I eyed the beast warily. “And what does SUV mean?”
Lee chuckled. “It stands for Sports Utility Vehicle. Get in. Your side is open.” He slid into the driver’s seat with ease.
I mulled over those three words as I cautiously approached the door.
