Elara’s POV
The dream came again that night.
I was standing in the Moonfall Clearing, but it wasn’t the clearing I knew. The stones were older, covered in moss and runes I couldn’t read. The sky was a deep violet, and the stars were wrong, brighter, closer, like they were watching me.
And in the center of the clearing stood the silver wolf. She was larger than before. More solid. Her fur shimmered like liquid moonlight, and her eyes, those molten gold eyes were fixed on me.
“You’re back,” I said.
“I never left”.
“Why do you keep coming to me?”
“Because you’re ready to listen.”
She stepped closer, and I felt her warmth, her power, her ancient weight.
“The Hollow thinks he can control me, she said. He thinks he can use my power for his own ends. He’s wrong.”
“Then what does he want
