Selene's POV

I sighed for the umpteenth time. By the time I got to the room, they were all asleep.

I let out a soft smile and laid on my bed. We’d all had a long day—from Jaxon’s sudden death, to a supposed mole or murderer, and now Dark suspecting us.

“Hey,” Dara muttered silently.

“I thought you’d slept,” I said from my bunk above.

“I just couldn’t,” she sighed, turning to her left. “My mother left earlier.”

I nodded.

“Did Dark say anything?” she asked.

I sighed ...