**Gaia's POV**

I didn't acknowledge Lysander's murderous glare.

There was a time when that look would have terrified me—when the mere thought of his disapproval would have sent me spiraling into panic. But now? Now I knew with absolute certainty that he couldn't truly hurt me anymore.

Selene had awakened. My glacier white wolf, rare and powerful, was growing stronger with each passing day of training. Even if Lysander's hatred eventually drove him to violence, I could ...