Selene

Selene was not the first wolf with a third eye to walk into Haru's pack.

Kayla had come before her—her dark void eyes marking her as a seer, yet burdened with a life of distrust and fear before finding a home here.

But while Kayla's visions came in flickering shadows, brief glimpses just beyond reach, Selene's sight was something absolute.

She did not see fragments of fate.

She saw all of it.

The past, the present, the shifting, uncertain threads of the future—woven together, tangled, never still.

But more than that—she saw through the void itself.

Kayla's dark eclipse eyes forced her to piece together what she saw, to navigate between what was shown and what was left obscured.

Selene's three white void eyes had never known such limitations.

From the moment she opened them, she saw everything.

She had never known blindness, nor uncertainty.

And that was why her pack had feared her more than anything.

Born with the Sight of the Void

The moment she was born, Selene did not cry.

She did not need to.

Her body was small, fragile, like any other pup—but her three white eyes opened before they should have, staring, unblinking, knowing.

Most newborn wolves were blind for their first days.

Selene never had been.

The other pups were soft mewls and warmth against their mother's belly.

Selene was silent.

Watching.

Even then, she saw too much.

Her mother, once proud and strong, flinched when her gaze fell upon her.

And the others whispered.

"She's not normal."

"She should not have been born like this."

"What does she see?"

But Selene did not need to hear them to know.

She understood them before she understood speech.

She recognized their faces before she knew their names.

And worst of all—she saw past them.

By the time she was strong enough to walk, she knew the things no wolf should know.

She saw their pasts, woven into their fur.

She saw their futures, already unfolding like mist before her.

She saw herself, alone, long before she was ever abandoned.

And she never told them.

She never needed to.

Because they feared her all the same.

Forsaken for Knowing Too Much

Selene's pack did not cast her out with fangs and claws.

They did not drive her away with force.

They simply left her behind.

One morning, she awoke to silence.

The den was empty.

Their scent was fading.

They had left in the night, abandoning her where she stood, too afraid to face her directly.

She had seen it coming.

She had known.

And yet, as she stood alone, three white void eyes peering into the vastness of fate itself, she realized something.

Knowing was not the same as being ready.

Still, she did not weep.

She simply walked away.

Because she had already seen where she was meant to go.

She had already seen Haru's pack.

And they had been waiting for her.

The First Seer to Greet Her

Kayla saw her coming before any of the others.

She met her at the borders, dark void eyes meeting white.

One seer to another.

For the first time, Selene looked at someone who was not afraid.

Kayla's gaze did not waver.

Her expression did not falter.

She did not ask Selene what she had seen.

She did not question the three blank voids upon her face.

She simply exhaled, ears twitching with understanding, and nodded.

"You belong here."

No doubt.

No hesitation.

Just certainty.

Haru arrived soon after, Momo at his side, their presence steady, welcoming, but watchful.

Selene did not need to listen to them speak.

She had already seen their words before they were said.

She could already feel the weight of their choices, the way their souls had intertwined long before they had even realized it themselves.

She saw their history.

She saw their future.

She saw everything.

And she told them nothing.

She did not need to.

Instead, she lowered her head—not in submission, but in respect.

And for the first time in her life, she let herself be led home.

A Seer Among Seers

Selene and Kayla were not the same.

Kayla's visions were fickle, unpredictable, fleeting.

Selene's were constant, overwhelming, endless.

Kayla had been pushed out, forced to prove herself.

Selene had been abandoned outright, erased like a mistake.

Kayla's dark void eyes searched for understanding.

Selene's white void eyes had never been able to escape it.

But now, together, they stood side by side.

The first seer and the second.

The wolf who had searched for answers and the wolf who had never needed to ask.

And in Haru's pack, among the unwanted and the forsaken,

They were no longer alone.