Selene – POV

I woke with the sharp kiss of sunlight stabbing through the half-drawn curtains, forcing my eyes open. My lashes fluttered against the glare, and for a moment, everything was a blur of golden light and tangled sheets.

I blinked once. Twice.

The hotel room came into focus—dim, quiet, unfamiliar in the way places are after something irreversible happens. My body ached in places I wasn’t ready to think about. My lips were swollen, my skin still buzzing with leftover heat.

And ...