Chapter 52

SELENE

As I approached the old hag, my heart raced with anticipation and fear. I had to know who she was and why she seemed to know so much about me. "Who are you?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady despite the unease fluttering in my stomach.

The old hag cackled, her eyes glinting in the dim moonlight. "Oh, little one, you don't recognize me?."

I furrowed my brow in confusion. "Lycans? But I am not a lycan. I don't have the mark, and I've never transformed. I am wolfless."

The old hag's laughter echoed around us. "Oh, child, you may be wolfless now, but that does not erase your bloodline. You are one of us, whether you like it or not."

I shook my head, feeling a surge of defiance rise within me. "You're mistaken. I am not a lycan. I don't belong to their kind."

The old hag's gaze turned sinister, and she leaned in close to whisper, "Oh, but you are the last of our kind. The others have faded into obscurity, but you...you are the last lycan, the last direct descendant of the moo