Selene was having the strangest dream.
She was running through the forest not scared, not being chased, just… running. For the pure joy of it. Her body moved with a grace she’d never possessed in real life, leaping over roots and dodging between trees with impossible precision.
And she wasn’t alone.
A massive wolf ran beside her dark as midnight, eyes glowing gold. Not threatening. Just… there. Keeping pace. Almost playful.
Gerald?
The wolf’s head turned toward her, and if wolves could look offended, this one absolutely did.
I’m never living that down, am I?
Selene woke with a start, disoriented. Moonlight streamed through her window…the full moon was getting closer, she could feel it in her bones. The mark on her back tingled, warm and insistent.
And through the bond, she felt… re
