SELENE
Tristan's eyes widened the moment the words left my lips, and I pressed my lips together, but it was too late.
With nothing left to say I turned around, intent on leaving him and giving him the space he so obviously wanted, but his fingers wrapped around my wrist, pulling me back until my chest was flush with his and his arms wrapped around me.
“Selene…” he buried his nose in my hair as he pulled in a deep breath. “I'm so sorry, Selene. Forgive me.”
My hands found their way around Tristan's waist, holding on for dear life, like I was floating and he was the only one anchoring me back to the ground, and in a way he was.
I was willing to give up on getting revenge on Lucas if I could spend the rest of my life right here in Tristan's arms, but I needed to do something about Xercer
