The Nightmare Returns

Sylvie's POV

No. It was impossible. He couldn't have found me.

The sharp clatter of my silver spoon striking the porcelain plate echoed through the grand dining room, but the sound felt a million miles away. Silver-veil Pack. The name alone acted as a brutal trigger, ripping away the fragile safety I had just begun to build.

My vision blurred. The massive dining room walls seemed to rush inwa