With soft rustles of Selene's cloak, she wove through the Grand Corridor. Her movements were practiced, her footsteps light and deliberate.
Her sharp gaze swept over the guards on duty, their postures rigid and alert.
She was forbidden from coming to a place like this, but she had no choice.
After all, this wasn’t her first time sneaking out.
Soon, the sun would rise, and the Lycans would return from their hunt. She needed to be fast and return before that happened.
Lowering her hood further to conceal her face, Selene continued on her path. She knew every nook and cranny, every guard’s routine, and every secret passage within the Citadel.
Timing her steps carefully, Selene finally emerged beyond the Citadel’s walls. She moved swiftly, the moonlight her only guide.
After a while, Se
