Selene’s POV

The light moved across the sky.

It was small and silver, but it did not fall like a star. It did not streak across the darkness or burn through the clouds. It simply moved, slow and steady, as though it knew exactly where it was going.

I watched it from the balcony with both hands resting on the railing.

Something about it made my chest tighten.

Silas stepped outside behind me.

“What is it?”

“I do not know.”

He came to stand beside me and followed my gaze.

“Is it Dawson?”

I shook my head.

“No. Dawson is inside. He is sleeping.”

Silas studied the light.

“Then what...