The hidden realm was vast and endless. The starlight stretched infinitely, casting a cold glow over everything, yet it never felt like warmth. Caitlyn wandered the field, each step heavy as if the very ground resisted her movement. There was a quiet loneliness here, an aching emptiness that she couldn’t quite place.

But something had begun to change within her. She could feel it, deep within the depths of her soul. Fragments of her wolf spirit—pieces she thought were lost forever—started to stir, whispering to her from far away. It was not the power she had once known, not the wildness that ran through her veins. This was different. This...