MYRA/ SELENE
Darkness surrounded me, suffocating me. Then came the pain: sharp and devastatingly familiar, piercing through my back while the blade was being twisted deeper and deeper.
I was reliving it again. The nightmare that never seemed to leave me alone.
The memory crashed over me, every detail as vivid as if it were happening all over again. I was Selene again, standing in my own chambers on what should have been the happiest night of my life. Tomorrow was supposed to be my wedding day. Tomorrow, I was supposed to become Luna of the SilverClaw pack.
Instead, I watched in horror as Jace and his true mate, the woman he'd been sleeping with behind my back, stood over me with satisfaction on their faces. The wolfsbane dagger gleamed in Jace's hand, my blood still dripping from it.
