Chapter 59

ZAYNE’S POV ‘Your spirit’s bond holds the power to save her and the children. When darkness threatens them again, seek the sanctuary where fate and hope intertwine—you will find the help you need.’ As my eyes opened, that one line from a dream I had four years ago—when Andrea’s life was threatened by her pregnancy and the changes she was going through—replayed in my mind. I groaned, rubbing my eyes as I tossed in bed. I had slept in the extra bedroom in Andrea’s house, not willing to leave her alone after everything that had happened. As I squinted against the early morning light coming in through the curtain-less windows, those words echoed repeatedly in my head. I’d had the dream four years ago when everyone was losing their shit over Andrea’s dire case. She’d had so many complications towards her delivery time, and we were all terrified that she would die. I don’t even know if I could classify it as a dream. It was more of a hazy jumble of images—of Andrea in pain, of the twins that