I stared at my phone long after Seraphina's tear-streaked face had disappeared from the screen. Something was very wrong with my mate – something beyond what she'd admitted. After three nights without our dream connection, I could feel her slipping away, retreating to some place I couldn't reach.
Not anymore. Not tonight.
My wolf paced restlessly beneath my skin, agitated by her pain and our separation. We needed to get to her, to find whatever she was hiding in the depths of her consciousness.
I stripped down and lay on my bed, closing my eyes. Normally, our dream connection happened naturally when we both slept, but I wasn't waiting for chance tonight. As an Alpha, I had powers that went beyond the physical realm. I'd never tried to deliberately navigate the dreamscape before, but for Seraphina, I would move heaven and earth – or in this case, the very fabric of dreams.
