Selene's POVBy morning, everyone in Ironmoor knew what I was.I could feel it the way you feel weather before it arrives — a shift in pressure, a collective held breath. When Lyra came to bring me food at dawn, she didn't say anything about it. She set the tray down, looked at me with that same flat inventory gaze, and said, "Word traveled fast. Don't go outside yet.""And if I do?""Then you'll have a worse morning than me." She paused at the door. "The Alpha hasn't announced anything officially. Until he does, you're nobody. Nobody is safer than what they're currently imagining."She left before I could ask what they were imagining.I ate. I washed my face in the basin. I looked out the window at Ironmoor in daylight and tried to read it the way my mother had taught me to read every new place — exits, sight lines, where the power gathered and where it thinned. A pack's territory had a texture to it, an emotional resonance built up over generations of wolves living and dying in the
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