Selene's POV

The star wolf did not move.

She stayed in the sky, silver and bright, watching me with eyes that somehow felt familiar. There was no judgment in them, no demand, and no threat.

Only presence.

I stood on the balcony with both hands on the railing and stared upward until my eyes burned.

Then she spoke.

Selene.

Her voice didn't come from one place. It came from the stars, the moon, the wind, and the stone under my feet, and somehow it came from inside my chest too.

I did not flinch.

"I am here."

I know.

I waited.

You have done well.

I shook my head.

"I...