Olivia's POV
As I sat alone in the small chamber, my thoughts swirled like the wind outside. The events of the day replayed in my mind, over and over, refusing to settle. The sight of the forest wolves—massive, ancient protective guardians that seemed to materialize from the very earth itself—had been shocking enough. But even more unsettling was how I had spoken to them, as if I had known their language all along. It felt as natural as breathing, and yet I had never learned it, never been taught. How could I have understood them?
My inner wolf stirred, restless inside me. She had been silent for most of my life, more a presence than a voice. But today, she had been clear, guiding me, speaking to me in ways I hadn't understood until now. I had always known I was different, maybe there
