The Shadows attack
The Month leading up to Selena’s eighteenth birthday was anything but peaceful. The Emberwing pack bustled with preparations for the celebration, decorations being planned and gifts arriving from neighboring packs. Bonny dragged Selena from one task to another, but Selena’s heart wasn’t in it. Each day felt heavier than the last. No matter where she went or what she did, she couldn’t shake the sensation of being watched. It was subtle at first—a prickling at the back of her neck, the sense of eyes boring into her. But it grew, becoming an oppressive weight that followed her even in the most private moments. Selena had fallen into a routine in an attempt to distract herself. Mornings were spent at school, where she dutifully attended classes and tried to keep up appearances. Afternoons w
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