Fenrir hated that this was the exact moment she had to make an appearance.
Selene, the Moon Goddess, was watching him struggle against the remnants of Gleipnir, the only chain in the world capable of binding him. Someone went into the trouble of getting it and reconnecting the links just to stall him here.
Someone powerful.
There was a list of people he despised, and Selene was definitely at the top of it.
“Came to gloat?” He raised his chin, offering her a defiant glare and trying to channel his anger into breaking the damn binding. “Happy?”
“I haven’t been happy for a while.” The woman before him sighed, and for some incomprehensible reason, he knew it was true.
It’s been a while since they last saw each other. Just one look at her was enough to believe her. Selene seemed young, an
