DAMIEN
I headed back to my private library, my thoughts swirling with questions I had no answers to. Leah’s Foretelling power had shattered every belief I held about what was possible. I wasn’t one to put stock in wild notions, but what I had seen couldn’t be explained away.
As I walked to the familiar rows of shelves, I grabbed the book I had scoffed at just days before, mocking its contents with all the derision I could muster.
Legends of the Lycan. The title was stamped on a wooden hardcover, new from restocking and proper handling.
When I first read it, I thought it was nothing more than a collection of fanciful tales spun by humans who’d heard only fragments of our truths. Pages filled with myths about werewolves possessing powers that defied all logic, all reality. Foreseeing eve
