CHAPTER 54: Intertwined Destines
Selene spun sharply with her hand going instinctively to her throwing knife as she prepared to lash out.
“I’ve had enough of—” she began sharply and lowly, ready to strike at whoever had dared to touch her.
Her eyes met the figure behind her and her anger instantly twisted into confusion. The shoulder beneath her hand wasn’t frail or covered in the flowing robes of the old priestess—it was broad and solid.
Selene froze for a second trying to process the identity of the person who had grabbed her and then her sharp gaze landed on the face above the shoulders and recognition struck her at once.
“Soren?” she whispered, lowering her knife slightly but not fully. Her brother’s expression was serious with his brows drawn together as concern radiated from h
