Chapter 162

The next morning the village was bustling as always.

The talk about the growl last night filled the small town.

Selene stood behind the bar counter, polishing a glass, but her ears caught every hushed voice as the villagers entered the bar. The men nursed their drinks, the women with their baskets stayed longer than usual, all of them murmuring the same thing.

“That growl… it wasn’t any ordinary wolf.”

“It shook the woods. My boy swore the trees trembled.”

“I’ve never heard anything like it in my life.”

Selene’s grip on the glass tightened until her knuckles whitened. She forced her face to remain calm, her lips...