Director Caius’ POV

How was I supposed to tell her? That she was Selene.

The one I had longed for all these years. The one I had waited lifetimes for.

My hand lifted almost on its own, brushing her hair back and tucking a strand behind her ear.

“She died,” I murmured.

Her expression shifted, her eyes dimming. Guilt flickered across her face.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered.

“But I found my Selene now,” I said, my voice laced with possessiveness. “I don’t feel alone anymore. ...