Percy’s POV

Saturday came faster than I expected.

I canceled every appointment, every meeting, and every trivial responsibility I had that afternoon. I had somewhere to be and someone to meet.

The mysterious wolf from the hunting grounds—my equal.

The one whose instincts matched mine perfectly, whose movements mirrored mine in battle and chase. The one who had challenged me, outsmarted me, and stirred something in my wolf.

My friends had been curious when I refused their invitation to ...