The training grounds thrummed with life that morning. Young wolves laughed as they paired off, throwing playful insults and jostling shoulders before settling into stances.
Warriors sparred with practiced ease, their movements sharp, while a handful of elders stood nearby with folded arms, nodding in approval whenever a blow landed clean.
It was ordinary, unremarkable. The kind of morning the pack had lived through countless times. Which was exactly why it made the perfect mask for Selene’s intent. She remembered elder Morien had asked her to let time expose Freya naturally, but she couldn't wait. She had studied Freya enough to understand what triggered her, and today, she was going to expose Freya herself.
She moved through the gathering with calculated steps, her smile warm, trying
