The morning light filtered weakly through the heavy curtains. The soft rustle of wind brushing against the glass was the only sound that filled the room. Selene stirred slowly, her body aching from the inside out. Every movement burned through her veins like liquid fire.

Kaelen hadn’t come back since yesterday.

For once, she was thankful.

His absence was the only peace she had left in this place. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw flashes of the interrogation room, the sound of the ...