When I opened my eyes, I found myself nestled in our familiar bed. Asher sat beside me, his presence steady and reassuring. I lifted my hand, reaching out to lightly brush against his, which rested casually on the bed, fingers relaxed yet alert.
“Ivy.” His voice broke the silence, a mixture of concern and relief as he leaned closer, his brow furrowed slightly.
“What happened?” My voice felt thick with confusion, the remnants of sleep clinging to my consciousness.
“I don’t know. It was as if something took control of you. You were in a trance again, or something like that,” he said, his eyes searching mine for answers.
“f**k. Did I go to the forest again?” Panic seeped into my voice, the thought sending a cold shiver down my spine.
“No. You went to the dungeon. You pulled Beau out of h
