The dream was vivid, painfully so. I knew, deep down, that I was in the realm of slumber, yet it felt achingly real. Caleb's voice, distant and imploring, seemed to beckon me to wake, but I felt anchored in this surreal nightmare.
Gradually, his voice ebbed away, leaving me in an eerie silence. I took in my surroundings with mounting horror. The Alpha's once-stalwart house was now a mangled wreckage. Flames danced wildly, their fierce glow contrasting starkly with the surrounding darkness. The building, once a symbol of strength, was now a twisted, broken husk. Overhead, the ceiling hung precariously, threatening to plummet at any moment.
The wind's mournful howl was relentless, overpowering even the roar of the fire. Debris lay strewn about like forgotten memories. Furniture, once caref
