Shared Dreams
**Arin's POV**
I woke up screaming.
My hands were on fire—or at least, they felt like they were. Silver flames danced around my fingers, and everything I touched turned to ash. The wooden table beside my bed crumbled to dust. The glass of water broke without me even reaching for it.
"Arin!" Three voices shouted my name at the same time. Not from my room, but from inside my head. I could feel Kael, Jaxon, and Rowan all sitting up in their beds, hearts racing just like mine.
"Did you see it too?" I whispered to the empty air, knowing they would hear me through our bond.
"The girl with silver fire," Kael's voice repeated in my mind. "She looked exactly like you."
I pressed my hands against my temples. The dream had felt so real. I could still smell the smoke, still hear the screams of people running away from the girl who looked like me but wasn't me.
"We need to meet," Rowan said through the link. "Now."
