Selene's POV ~
I followed him in silence, each step feeling heavier than the last.
The echo of our footsteps filled the corridor, the sound too loud in the hush that had settled after the madness of the hall. The laughter, the leering eyes, and Fenrik's smug satisfaction were behind me now.
Aeron didn't speak.
He walked like a shadow stretched too long, as if the silence bowed for him. And I—gods, I hated myself for how my legs moved, how I followed, like I didn't have a choice. Like the cursed bond was already dragging me forward by the throat.
But I wasn't helpless. I have not lost my mind completely to the mate bond.
My eyes darted to the side, searching for any path of escape. I'd escaped worse places. Fled more ruthless men. I could do it again.
I just needed the right moment.
I slowed my steps, just a little, measuring the distance, waiting for a turn...anywhere I could vanish into shadow.
And then...
"Don't."
