Chapter 47. She’ll Pick Anchors Again

Selena’s POV

Mom’s mouth tightens. “We go,” she echoes, then adds in a tone that says she rehearsed this and didn’t like it, “and we go prepared.” She flicks her fingers and a small glow blooms across my forearms, then fades. “Selene’s ‘gift’ is sitting well. But gifts like that make you visible to things that hunt light. We keep our wards layered.” I raise an eyebrow at her, and she smiles like the Cheshire cat. “I always know when a Goddess gives a gift to a mortal. I don’t like her interference, but right now we need all the help she can give us.” She continues, blowing her nails like it’s nothing.

“Selene also said the protection flows by blood,” I tell them, slicing a look at Caleb. His eyes spark with the same thought we had last night. “We extended that net to Jamie and Zane with the blood oaths. The pack will feel steadier around them, whether they know why or not.”

Dad’s gaze warms. “Good. It will matter.”

The door cracks again and Luna Anna s