Diana stared at the massive wolf standing only a few feet away from her, every instinct in her body caught between fight and disbelief.
He was enormous—easily the largest wolf she had ever seen. His coat was so black it swallowed the moonlight, as if shadows themselves clung to his fur. His shoulders rolled with quiet power, muscles shifting beneath sleek skin, a predator forged by battle and dominance.
And yet…
Is he wagging his tail?
The thought slipped into her mind uninvited, absurd and impossible. She blinked once, then twice, just to be sure her eyes weren’t betraying her.
The great wolf’s tail swayed slowly from side to side, not stiff or aggressive, but loose—almost eager. His ears were perked forward, golden eyes bright, curious, fixed entirely on her.
Not calculating.
Not
