Selene POV

I paced back and forth in Kael’s room. Our room. Whatever it was now.

My bare feet made soft sounds on the wooden floor. Back and forth. Back and forth.

I’d made up my mind.

The decision settled in my chest like a stone. It was heavy but solid.

I couldn’t keep fighting this. The truth that had been staring me in the face for five hundred years.

Kael was mine. I was his. And I was tired of pretending otherwise.

My body still ached from the heat earlier. It still burned ...