Selene’s POV
The darkness of the ocean trench swallowed us completely, but I wasn't cold anymore. The bubble of pressurized air surrounding my face remained perfectly intact, providing me with a steady stream of oxygen that tasted faintly of ozone and ancient stone. The Triton rogue swam with a terrifying, effortless speed, his massive iridescent tail cutting through the crushing currents of the abyss as if they were nothing more than a gentle breeze.
I kept my hands pressed firmly against my stomach. Inside, the frantic, panicked thrashing of the twins had finally begun to slow down. The chaotic energy that had nearly torn me apart on the cliff side subsided into a rhythmic, deeply rooted pulse. They felt safe. For some inexplicable reason, the ancient atavistic blood inside them recogn
