Chapter 137

CLAUDIA. I’m dreaming. I must be, right? Because the moment I shifted into my wolf form and saved everyone from the fire, I felt like I was forced out of my body. Suddenly, I’m nothing but a floating ghost of consciousness, watching my own wolf form saving everyone from the fire. I see my wolf giving way to my human form. I see Achilles capturing me in his arms, holding me like it was the last time…. I couldn’t have died from that stunt, right? “Achilles,” I try to say, but no sound comes out of my mouth. “Achilles, I am right here—” “You are, but at the same time, you’re not.” The female voice makes me turn around. There I find, standing at the edge of the palace where she should have been burned to a crisp, is a woman with pure white skin, white hair, and the palest blue eyes I have ever seen. Her palette is so light that it feels like she’s glowing. A soft muted glow, like the moon. That’s when it clicks to me. I make a move to bow down but my shadowy form doesn’t allow me.