Selene pov

By the time I knocked on Sylvester’s door that night, I was about to crawl out of my own skin.

The burning had gotten so much worse after our conversation in the library. Like my body knew what was coming and decided to torture me further. Every piece of clothing felt like sandpaper, every breath I took felt like I was swallowing flames.

Come in,” his said ..through the door.

I stepped inside and immediately felt some of the tension ease from my body.

His room was ...