Chapter 157

SELENE'S POV

That night, long after Lydia had fallen asleep clutching the bracelet, I sat at the bar with Mary. My hands trembled around the glass I wasn’t drinking, my eyes fixed on the moonlight spilling through the window.

“It’s him,” I whispered.

Mary leaned forward. “You’re certain?”

I lifted Lydia’s bracelet, staring at it. My throat tightened. “This isn’t something a stranger could have given her. It’s the same as mine. The same as the one Caius gave me years ago.”

Mary’s eyes widened. “Then why doesn’t he show himself?”

That question had been tearing me apart all night. “If he’s alive… Why won’t he come to...