Selene POV

The morning air was sharp enough to wake me as I headed for the edge of Moonveil’s territory. Dawn slipped between the trees, turning the forest floor to gold and stretching the shadows long, like lazy cats waking from sleep.

I barely slept after leaving Sylvester’s study last night. Every time I closed my eyes, I could feel the phantom brush of his fingers along my jaw, hear the rough edge of emotion in his voice when he’d told me I was finally remembering who I was ...