Selina's POV
The perpetual, blood-red twilight of the Umbra offered no sense of time. I stood by the window, wrapping my arms tightly around my waist as a deep, bone-rattling shiver tore through me.
It wasn't just the unnatural chill of the shadow realm. It was the sheer, crushing weight of the last twenty-four hours collapsing onto my shoulders. I had lost Aunt Karina all over again. I had discovered my brother. I had learned my father was a power-mad monster willing to bleed me dry. And worst of all, I had watched my Fated Mate scream in absolute agony as I was ripped from his world.
The golden tether in my chest was a dull, suffocating ache. Without Finn’s proximity, the bond felt like a phantom limb – present, but numb and useless. The Static inside my mind was curled into a tight,
