CHAPTER 0208

GIDEON'S POV

I rolled from one side of the bed to the other, the sheets twisting around me like vines. Sleep refused to return, slipping further away each time I tried to sink back into it. There it was again that faint sound. A low, distant wail, as though the wind itself carried a message meant only for me.

For a moment, I wondered if it was just in my head. Maybe the remnants of some half-forgo