“What happened to that thing?” Noah asked in panic when he regained consciousness, grabbing his gun and pointing it at where Silas had been standing.

“It’s alright,” I said gently, placing a calming hand on his arm and allowing healing energy to flow through him. “He and Selene came to...an agreement. He’s gone for the time being.”

I thought about what Selene had said—that my life would ensure everyone's safety. Maybe this had been my calling all ...