SELENE'S POV
Three Months Ago
The old cabin was in the middle of nowhere. A no-man’s-land where no pack bothered to patrol. I got there way too early and just kept walking in circles, arguing with myself.
This was straight-up treason. If anyone found out, I was done for.
But I didn’t see any other way.
The door opened without a knock. Viktor Ashford walked in like he owned the place. Tall, scary-calm, black hair with weird silver bits, and those light-blue eyes that made you feel naked. He looked around once, slow, then stared right at me.
"Selene Voss," he said, almost friendly. "Blackwood’s top fighter. Gotta say, I didn’t see this coming."
He shut the door soft. Somehow that was worse than slamming it.
"Thanks for coming," I muttered, trying to sound normal.
He smirked. "Wouldn
