Chapter 24
The White Wolf Goddess Hailey The silence after I speak her name feels unnatural. Heavy. Sacred. "Selene," Kael repeats quietly, the word sounding almost reverent on his tongue. The moment he says it, something shifts in the room again. Not violently this time. Softly. Like moonlight spilling across still water. Inside me, my wolf stirs. Power rolls beneath my skin in slow waves now instead of uncontrolled explosions, but it is still there immense and ancient and impossible to ignore. I can feel the brothers watching me carefully, their instincts balancing somewhere between awe and concern. And honestly? I understand why. Because I can feel her memories brushing against mine. Not fully. Not clearly. Fragments. Pieces of something older than history. A ruined temple benea
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