Selene’s POV
The problem with intelligent wolves was that eventually they started believing they were the smartest wolf in every room. I had seen it happen countless times.
Kings.
Alphas.
Generals.
Advisors.
The moment they became convinced they could not be outmaneuvered was usually the moment they made their first real mistake.
Lately, Nyra seemed dangerously close to that point.
I stood near one of the outer balconies of the Harvest Ceremony watching the crowd through the open doors. The evening had been educational. Nathan and Elodie had performed their roles perfectly.
Perhaps too perfectly. Damon, however, was becoming more observant. That worried me. Because Damon was not a stupid wolf. Arrogant.
Impulsive.
Possessive.
Certainly.
But not stupid. And lately he had begun
