The Ancient Warning

Selah’s POV

The rustic, dust-filled air of the stables settled around us as I dragged my feet toward the heavy tack. The scent of old leather and sweet hay should have been comforting, but my muscles screamed in protest from the day's tension. I grabbed the thick leather saddle, planting my boots into the hay-covered floor, and heaved it toward Nyx’s massive black back. A sharp, blinding pain sho