Caitlyn could feel it before she saw it—the land itself was shifting around her. The trees, once firm and unmoving, seemed to lean toward her presence, their branches bending as if trying to touch her. The birds, who once soared freely through the sky, now took flight the moment she stepped near. There was no wind, no disturbance to explain it, yet the world around her had changed. Her bloodline, dormant for so long, was now active in the waking world, reacting to the rise of the First Wolf.

Her power, once a whisper in the dark, had awakened fully, and with it, the land bent to her. The First...