Selene's Wolf — POVOlder than human language. Listen slowly.I have had many.Listen. I will tell it slowly. I have had three hundred years to learn how to tell things slowly, and I have learned that the slow way is the only way the listener carries what I say. The fast way is for messengers. I am not a messenger. I am the one the messages have been about.I was Elara first.Three hundred years ago. The first Ashvale. The woman who walked out of the eastern forest with the founding alpha and built the founding line. She was twenty-four when I came to her — I had come from another body, before her, but Elara is the first I count, because Elara was the first who knew. She had felt me at the base of her ribs the way I have been felt by every woman in the line since. She had said to me, in the small dark voice a woman uses when she is alone with a thing she cannot name: who are you. I had said: I am yours. She had said: that is enough.It had been enough.For her.She had died at thirty-
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