Emma.
Maybe it was hours. Or perhaps a few days, I didn't know. I sat in the dark cell, staring at the beam of sunlight that streamed in through the high windows.
Soon, I heard footsteps at the entrance. Selene looked at me as she threw open the cell gate. Her lips twisted into a smirk. “Get up.”
I stumbled to my feet, struggling to meet her gaze. “Selene, I didn’t do it.”
She didn’t even flinch, her voice as cold as her stare. “Save it. Kael doesn’t trust you. None of us do.” She threw a bundle of clothes onto the floor at my feet. “Put these on. You’re coming with us.”
I looked down, afraid to protest. “I don’t want any part in this. I don’t want to fight, I don’t want—”
“You don’t have a choice,” Selene cut me off, eyes narrowing. She turned to the guards behind her. “Bring her o
