Selene's POV

The second year of my reign began with a peace I had once believed impossible.

Lunaria was healing. The walls of the capital had been rebuilt, the markets were full again, and wolves from all seven packs could finally travel without fear of war waiting around the next corner.

Yet peace had never been easy for me to trust.

I had learned that danger rarely announced itself.

Sometimes it arrived quietly, hiding beneath ordinary days.

That morning, I stood at the edge of the training courtyard and watched my children spar.

Dawson raised his hand, and a sheet of ice burst from the ground.

Knox answered with a...