The moon hung high above her, a silver beacon in an endless night sky. Selene stood alone in a barren wasteland, the air thick and suffocating. Shadows swirled at the edges of her vision, whispering cold and sharp, their voices a cacophony of dread.
“Lunar Wolf,” a voice hissed, deep and guttural, cutting through the whispers like a blade. “You cannot hide. You cannot run. We will find you.”
Selene spun around, her heart pounding as her glowing white fur caught the moonlight. “Who are you?” she demanded, her voice trembling but defiant.
The shadows coalesced, forming into a massive black wolf with crimson eyes. Its presence was suffocating, its aura dripping with malice and power.
“We are the end,” it growled, its voice like a thunderclap. “And you are our beginning.”
Selene stepped b
