I drifted through darkness, my consciousness floating between sleep and wakefulness. The weight of revelation pressed against my chest—I was half-goddess, daughter of the Moon Goddess herself and High King Theron. Princess of wolves. It sounded absurd, yet I could feel the truth of it in my bones.
My mind struggled to process everything. I'd spent my life believing I was an abandoned orphan, then discovered I was a dormant wolf, and now... this. Each revelation peeled back another layer of my identity, leaving me wondering who I truly was beneath it all.
A familiar scent enveloped me—pine forests after rain, leather, and something uniquely Kaelen. I opened my eyes to find myself in our dream forest, the sacred space our wolves created when we slept. Moonlight filtered through towering trees, casting silver patterns on the forest floor.
"There you are," Kaelen's deep voice came from behind me.
