Selene's POV

Silas pulled back first.

His hand stayed on my face. His thumb moved once across my cheek and stopped.

"Tell me you're not going to do that again," he said.

"Do what?"

"Walk up to something wearing your face and give it a name."

I looked down at the body in my arms.

"She needed one."

"Selene."

"I'm not going to apologize for it."

He let out a breath that was almost a laugh and almost something else entirely. Then the mountain cracked and neither of us had time to say anything else.

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The sound came from above the camp.

I looked up.

The pass was splitting....