The morning sun filtered through the canopy, casting dappled shadows across the clearing where the pack gathered for training. The crisp air hummed with energy, the scent of pine and earth mixing with the wolves’ presence. Selene stood on the outskirts, her heartbeat quickening as she scanned the group. This was where she felt the pull of her wolf most keenly—a connection to something ancient and primal.
Caleb’s presence was impossible to ignore. He stood at the center of the clearing, his sharp gaze cutting through the group like a blade. His mismatched eyes—one dark, one pale—held a quiet intensity, his authority as natural as the forest around them. When his gaze landed on Selene, something shifted in his expression, his lips curving into a subtle smile that made her chest tighten.
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