Selene
"The Luna Duel, throughout history, has been rare—so any statistics on winning strategies are inconclusive."
My heart sank. My trust in Mikhail had eroded, replaced by a paranoia that had been needling me since he first revealed his true feelings. It was my life on the line, not his. I wasn't naive enough to believe I was a "chosen one"; I was just a hybrid rarity the world puked out on occasion. Once I was dead, he'd simply find someone with more utility for his plans.
I was an emotional burden now. A liability in his home.
I clenched my eyes shut as the incomplete bond coiled painfully, its ache threading through muscle and marrow. Being cold to Mikhail was taking its toll. Kaia had grown quieter, though she remained a steady anchor.
"I am not going anywhere, Lena."
Her low rumble in my subconscious broke my downward spiral. I managed a faint smile. I had to safeguard us.
