DRAVEN
“I see,” Selene murmured, her voice soft. “So when Draven marked me… that was the trigger?”
“Yes,” Grandma Jade replied, “But in your case, it’s quite peculiar.”
My eyes narrowed. “How so?”
Jade set down her grinding stone and looked straight at me, her gaze unreadable yet piercing. “Your awakening is different. I felt it the moment I laid hands on you. You don’t just sense emotions… you absorb them. You breathe them in like air. Tell me, child—have you spoken with your wolf yet?”
She hesitated. “Well… not exactly. I can feel her, like a whisper in my chest, but I can’t reach her.”
Jade’s sigh was laced with both frustration and awe. “As I suspected. You're more attuned, more delicate—more superstitious. Just like the Moon Goddess. Her first ability wasn’t raw power. It was pe
