Chapter 19

Seris’s POV

Potens lupi? What was she talking about? Her words echoed in my mind as I stared at her in stunned silence. Me—a powerful wolf? I was barely strong enough to defend myself, much less wield any real power. I could barely heal my own wounds. How could I be one of the “potens lupi” she claimed I was?

“Judging by your expression, Seris, it seems you need a clearer idea of what I meant,” she said, meeting my gaze steadily. “Come with me.”

I managed a nod and fell in step behind her as she led me through winding corridors. My heart pounded with equal parts dread and curious excitement. We stopped before a door that reminded me of Ronan’s office—only smaller. She opened it, and I stepped inside.

The room was bathed in soft light. Walls painted a crisp white were lined with shelves, each stacked with countless books of every size. At the far end, tall glass windows framed a view of the grounds, their panes draped with heavy, golden curtains that po