~SELENE~
I couldn’t sleep.
Not with the memory of Lucian’s kiss still burning on my lips.
Not with the knowledge that Magnus was out there—watching, waiting, plotting.
So I ran.
I slipped through the eastern gate and into the forest, barefoot and breathless. The cold air carving across my skin like a blade. It should’ve calmed me, but it didn’t. The air was wrong tonight—heavier. As if the trees were listening. As if something was stalking.
And still… I ran.
Until I reached a hidden glade I’d never seen before. A pool glimmered in the moonlight—still, silver, sacred. I dropped to my knees, and the vision hit me.
Flames. Blood. Power.
A woman stood in the water—barefoot and regal, dark hair streaming behind her like a veil. My mother. But not hunted… not broken. She burned with fur
