Selene’s POV

I did not move.

For several heartbeats, I simply stood on the balcony, staring beyond the city walls at the creature moving beneath the pale moonlight.

It was a wolf.

But it was unlike any wolf I had ever seen.

Its fur was silver, almost white beneath the moon, and its body was larger than that of an ordinary wolf, with broad shoulders and powerful legs that carried it toward the capital with calm, measured steps.

It was not running.

It was not hunting.

It was walking as though it already knew where it was going.

As though it knew me.

A strange coldness settled in my chest....