Killian's POV.

After that little charade, Selene walked away, Lovena waa still sniffling like she was in a scene from a tragic play.

I just stood there looking at her. I couldn’t lie to myself. I felt… confused.

Lovena apologizing and crying on her knees?

I’d known her all my life. And even when we were younger, she had a tongue sharper than her claws.

She was proud and that sort of pride doesn’t just evaporate overnight. So watching her fall to the ground, bowing before Selene of all people? It felt surreal.

Just as I turned to walk away, I felt Lovena's cold, shaky hands grab my arm.

"Have...