Viviana’s POV

[Phi… ra…]

I don’t understand why, but the name materialized within the recesses of my mind, drifting into consciousness as my lips inadvertently formed the syllables aloud.

[Remember my name, Viviana.]

A pair of eyes emerged from within the folds of my blanket—slender, Fira slits that gleamed with golden light. Eyes belonging unmistakably to a wolf.

A wildly improbable thought seized me in that ...