Nathan’s POV
The room remained silent long after Selene finished speaking.
Not because we doubted her.
Because we didn't.
That was the problem.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
Because if Selene had arrived with a theory, I could challenge it.
If she had arrived with rumors, I could dismiss them.
Instead, she arrived with evidence.
And evidence was much harder to ignore.
"Theo Blackthorne."
I repeated the name quietly.
The words felt strange.
Unwelcome.
Like a ghost returning from the dead.
Across the table, Elodie looked between Selene and me.
Waiting.
Watching.
Thinking.
The way she always did when trying to understand something dangerous.
Unfortunately, this was very dangerous.
"Who is he?"
The question broke the silence.
A reasonable question.
A necessary one.
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