Sara’s pov
Then I saw images. They were unclear at first. But slowly, they became stronger.
I saw a baby. Wrapped in white cloth. Someone was running with her.
The place was dark. There was fire in the background.
Then I saw a woman. Her eyes were golden. Her hair long and silver. She was holding the baby close, crying.
Then a man. Tall. Strong. A wolf behind him. He looked angry, shouting something. But I couldn’t hear.
They were surrounded.
Then the vision changed.
A baby was left on the doorstep with a human woman opening the door.
She looked surprised. But not scared.
She called out, “Anna!”
Another girl came. Young. Maybe five or six years old.
The woman picked up the baby. She whispered, “We will protect her.”
Then I saw a symbol. The same mark on Selene’s neck. The cres
