Lynn's POV
When I opened my eyes, I was—somewhere else.
Not the sitting room. Not anywhere real.
I floated in a space that didn't quite exist. Clouds beneath my feet that supported my weight like solid ground. Mist swirling around me in patterns that seemed almost alive. Light everywhere—silver-white and pale blue.
Dreamlike, incrediable.
And in front of me, gradually taking form from the mist and light—
A woman.
She appeared slowly. First a shadow, then an outline, then features becoming clear and solid and real.
Elena.
Not a painting. Not a photograph. Actually her.
My breath caught in my throat.
She looked exactly like her portrait but infinitely more alive.
She stood before me with a bearing that radiated strength and grace and authority.
An Alpha in every sense.
"My daug
