Killian's POV

“Hey,” I whispered softly, steadying Selene as she staggered beside me. Her grip on my hand trembled, her wide eyes fixed on the woman sitting at the far end of the court.

The moment I followed her gaze, I understood. The resemblance was undeniable.

My chest tightened. I tightened my hold on Selene’s hand, guiding her forward step by step. She was still in a daze.

My eyes flicked toward Ronan, standing tall beside the chair. “You managed to get her?” I asked.

Ronan gave a firm nod. “Yes.”

I let out a slow breath, my attention shifting back to Selene just as she slipped free from my...