Selene's POV

I was in the middle of rearranging Raygar's bookshelf, okay, fine, I was throwing his books on the floor, when a soft knock interrupted my therapeutic destruction.

"Come in," I called, not bothering to look up from the biography of some ancient werewolf Alpha that I was about to hurl across the room.

The door opened to reveal a young woman with kind eyes and graying hair pulled back in a neat bun. She looked nervous, wringing her hands as she took in the chaos I created.

"Miss ...