Killian's POV

Honestly, the whole ritual still bothered me. The thought of losing her, of losing control and draining her dry terrified me more than anything else I’d ever faced.

I wasn’t afraid of wars, of enemies, or even of death. But the possibility of harming Selene? That was unbearable.

Yet when I looked at her, she seemed so sure of me. She said she trusted me, and she wanted me to trust myself too. And damn it, I wanted to.

I lowered my head and pressed a kiss to her hair. “You won’t die,” I whispered, my hand stroking through her hair. The words were more for me than...