Chapter 61

Selene’s POV


I held her in my arms.

The Mother.

The not-me.

Her skin wasn’t skin. It shimmered like glass smeared with memory. Her limbs were too long, too smooth, and her face—my face—was blank.

No eyes. No mouth. Just shape.

She didn’t breathe.

But she pulsed.

With power. With hunger. With...

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