SELENE
Elara caught me outside the dorm after breakfast, she appeared beside me on the path like she had been waiting there all morning.
She was wearing her soft smile, the one that made people trust her without knowing why. She looked tired though, real exhaustion sitting behind her eyes.
"Can we talk?" she asked. "Somewhere private?"
I almost said no, but there was something different about her today, something that made me follow her to the bench near the old oak tree instead of walking away.
We sat down and she was quiet for a long moment. "I owe you an apology," she said.
I did not say anything.
"I know you found the journal," she continued. "I know you found the pheromones. I know you think I have been doing terrible things." She paused. "And I have been. But not for the rea
