Selene’s POV

I turned over, Caleb was beneath me, my elbow digging into his neck.

“How dare you?” I growled. “You killed Jaxon. You murdered Riven. You poisoned Dark.”

My fist slammed into his face. He tried to speak, but I wouldn’t let him.

“Why did you do it?” I demanded, punching him again and again until blood spilled from his nostrils and dripped from his lips. “Why?” I shouted, finally releasing my grip on his neck.

“Selene…” he gasped, coughing violently.

I seized his shirt and yanked him out of the cell. “Selene, wait—” he pleaded, but I paid deaf ears to his voice.

“I’m not Lord Valmort’s son!...