Selene's POV
Selene knew it was going to happen again before it did, not because she was trying to force it, but because her wolf hadn't settled since the last time. It stayed there under the surface, in a way that made everything else feel slightly out of place, like her body had adjusted to something her mind hadn't caught up with yet, which was, at this point, getting irritating in a very consistent way.
She walked the corridor anyway. Guards still stood at measured distances, still pretending not to watch her directly, still failing just enough for her to notice. Selene didn't look at them as she passed, but she tracked everything without turning her head, every glance that came a fraction too late, every shift that tried to look casual and didn't quite manage it. Good. Let the
