POV: Luna
"We start with breathing," Ryder says.
I blink. "Breathing?"
"Everything starts with breath. Your wolf instincts, your ability to sense danger, your control over panic. All of it connects to how you breathe."
He demonstrates. A slow, deep inhale through his nose, hold for three counts, then exhale through his mouth.
"Your turn."
I copy him, feeling slightly ridiculous.
"Good. Now keep doing that while I circle you. Don't watch me with your eyes. Sense where I am. Feel my presence."
He starts walking around me slowly. I keep my eyes straight ahead, breathing steadily.
At first, I don't feel anything. Just my own heartbeat and the morning air.
But then, as he moves behind me, something shifts. A prickling awareness at the base of my skull. Not quite sight or hearing. Some
