|| Penelope ||
My days in Inarica passed more quickly than I had expected, each one blending into the next with rigorous training, aching muscles, and the ever-present weight of uncertainty. My Lycan was healing — slowly, but steadily. The medic had assured me of that much.
Still, there was a catch.
Because I had been wearing the pendant for so long, suppressing my Lycan’s strength, she was far weaker than she should have been. The bond between us had frayed, and though I could summon her power in short bursts, we couldn’t sustain it for long. Every fight felt like pushing against an invisible barrier, one that threatened to snap if I demanded too much of her.
Selen had warned me that part of my Lycan’s strength had been stripped away during my rebirth. I hadn’t understood at first — n
