Marcus sat up, staring at Adrian.
“You don’t have a wolf?"
Adrian didn’t deny it.
“No.”
Marcus frowned.
“Then what the hell was that?”
Selene spoke calmly.
“I trained him.”
Marcus blinked.
“That’s more than training.”
Selene’s gaze remained steady.
“He carries my bloodline.”
Lyra’s wolf stirred uneasily.
Marcus stood slowly.
“You move like one of us.”
Adrian adjusted his sleeve calmly.
“I was taught to.”
But they all felt it.
That wasn’t just training.
That was instinct.
Enhanced.Refined.Dangerous.
After the spar between Adrian and Marcus
Rowan continued with his training.
Selene placed a hand on Rowan’s chest.
“Close your eyes.”
Rowan hesitated.
Then did.
Immediately—Darkness.
But not empty.
Something waited there.
Selene’s voice came softly.
“Breathe.”
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