“What do you mean die?” My voice quivered.

Havana hesitated, her lips pressed together, refusing to speak.

“Tell me,” I insisted, my tone serious.

She finally sighed. “Love. Love is the only thing that can break the curse.” Her eyes met mine. “But you don’t love Dark, Selene.”

My heart shattered. It ached so fiercely, I clutched my chest in pain. Havana rushed to find something to ease the sudden pressure. My head throbbed, and I held my waist where I had been stabbed earlier, ...