Selene's POV

The forest was dark and twisted.

I walked for hours, my feet carrying me through the wilderness. The trees were gnarled, their branches reaching out like claws. The moonlight filtered through the leaves, casting silver patterns on the ground.

I did not know where I was going. I did not know what I was looking for.

But I knew I could not stop.

I had to find answers. I had to understand what I had become.

The silver scars on my arms pulsed faintly in the darkness. I could still feel the echo of the transformation—the power, the hunger, the wildness that had surged through my veins. I...