Selene's POV

The promise in Raygar's voice when he said Amelia was no longer my problem sent a shiver through me.

Not a shiver of fear, but something else. Relief, maybe. Or hope.

"What do you mean?" I asked, though part of me was afraid to know.

Instead of answering immediately, Raygar looked down at the scattered pieces of my mother's photograph on the floor. His jaw tightened as he knelt beside the broken glass, and I watched him carefully gather the fragments of the silver ...