Selene's POV
It didn't go where I sent it.
I knew that before I even opened my eyes.
The moment I tried to reach for him again, something felt off. Just wrong, like aiming for a door and feeling your hand pass through a wall instead.
I stood in the center of the room, my breathing steady, my focus locked in place. Adrian hadn't spoken since the guard left. He was watching me now.
I closed my eyes again.
This time, I didn't rush. I replayed what I had felt earlier, not the outcome, but the process. The thread. The pull. The exact moment it responded.
Then I reached again, deliberately focused on Gavin.
Not the memory of him. Not the anger. Not the past.
Him.
For a second, nothing happened.
Then something answered.
But it wasn't him.
My breath faltere
