The night was quiet, the kind of silence that felt almost too heavy. Selene lay curled on her bed, the covers drawn up, but her sleep was restless.
Her mind replayed the moments from her past...her mother...her childhood and when she met them. Her past was hunting her once again, finding herself back in the time when Alpha Eirik would torture her.
But then...something changed.
Her body tensed, her breath catching as if some unseen weight pressed into the air around her. Slowly, a strange sensation swept through her, prickling across her skin. It felt like someone… or something… was standing right beside her bed, watching.
Her eyes fluttered, half awake, half asleep, caught between dream and reality. And then she felt it—a warmth, so near, so close, as though a body leaned over hers. A soft heat brushed against her cheek, like a breath, steady and calm.
