Peniel
My pulse hammered as I faced her, trying to keep my voice steady. “What are you talking about?”
Selene raised a brow, lips twisting in a mocking smirk. “Oh, don’t play coy. For the first time in his life, he’s broken his own rules. Isn’t that ironic?” She took a step closer, her eyes glinting. “Is this your plan? Making them fall for you? What if you fall for them back, huh? And then—”
Before she could finish, I shoved her, cutting her off. “No.” I forced the word out, as if saying it could banish her taunts. “This couldn’t be.”
She stumbled back, her laughter echoing, cold and biting. “Oh, you disgust me, Peniel. You’re supposed to be the chosen one, and you’ve wasted it. Completely.”
I scoffed, hands curling into fists. “You have no right to judge me. You don’t know a thing a
