SELENE’S POV
Pain has a sound. I learned that somewhere between the second lash of magic and the moment my knees finally gave out. It wasn’t a scream, not exactly. It was the low, ugly hum that filled my ears when my body realized it had no choice but to endure.
The room was stone and shadow, cold enough to bite. Runes burned faintly along the walls, pulsing in time with my heartbeat. Every time I breathed, the air scraped my lungs raw. They had bound my wrists above my head, not with chains, but with something worse something that tightened when I resisted and burned when I didn’t.
“Confess,” one of them said.
I lifted my head, vision blurring. “To what?”
The answer was pain, until now..I still didn’t understand exactly what they were accusing me of. I couldn’t understand why they th
