Selina had stolen from billionaires, outwitted the world’s best detectives, and danced across rooftops like they were made for her.

But tonight? Tonight, she was off her game.

It started with the diamond—rare, heavily guarded, irresistible. It should’ve been easy. Classic Catwoman job. In and out, no fuss.

Until she wasn’t alone.

A shadow moved just ahead of her in the vault, silent and smooth. They moved like a thief, thought like a predator. And when Selina dropped from the ceiling to land behind them, they didn’t flinch.

They turned, met her eyes, and smirked.

“Well,” Selina purred, one brow raised, “aren’t you a surprise.”

Because for the first time in a long time… she wasn’t sure she’d win.

And that made things very interesting.