Selena.
The cabin is quiet. Moonlight spills through the window, painting the floor in thin silver lines.
I wake slowly, my body sore and tight from the day's events. My head aches faintly at the base of my skull, a dull reminder that I am still healing.
Something shifts in the shadows, and I notice Edris standing by the door. He is motionless, framed by the moonlight, his dark eyes fixed on me. My heart stutters at the sight of him.
"How are you feeling?" His voice is low, calm, carrying just enough weight to make me listen.
"Better," I answer after a pause. The word feels small, almost inadequate.
He steps closer, careful and measured.
"Ronan and Kael went out for a hunt," he says. "I stayed back to talk with you."
I blink at him. My wolf lifts her head, alert and tense, and I sense her curiosity. "Talk with me?" I repeat quietly.
"Yes," he says simply. "We need to understand each other. I want to know why your bond is rejecting us."
