Chapter 83
“Valmort, even your men don’t stand a chance against her. Don’t you think you’re just wasting lives?”
Lord Valmort stood silently on a high pillar, far from Selene and the battlefield—now nothing but a pool of blood.
He sighed deeply. “She’ll get tired soon. We just wait until she’s worn out.”
Selene tore through the soldiers like a force of nature. She raised her bloodied face to the sky and let out a thunderous growl. Then she turned back to the battle, kicking everyone in her path aside. Blood covered her from head to toe. Her eyes were crimson, feral. When some of the men shifted into wolves, they whimpered in fear at the sight of her.
Dara and Silas reached the border of the Night Bane Order. They froze in shock at the sight before them.
“Selene,” Dara gasped, wanting
