Chapter 118

Selene’s POV


I woke choking on my own name.

Selene.

I had to whisper it three times before it felt like mine again.

The taste of the dream clung to my tongue like soot—Yelien’s voice still echoing in my skull. Smiling. Confident. Wearing my memories like armor.

*My people had looked at her a...

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