Selene’s POV
I groaned, turning from side to side. Suddenly, my eyes flew open, darting around the room before I quickly tried to sit up.
My wound had been bandaged, though the pain still lingered and healing was slow.
I managed to climb out of the bed and stepped outside. The place was quiet, no one in sight, but we were still in Lord Valmort’s palace.
Was the battle over?
I leaned against the wall. The entire area looked wrecked, and bodies still lay across the ground like remnants of a nightmare.
That was when I saw Havana heading toward the room I had just come from. I rushed to her.
“Havana, where is Dark?”
“You shouldn’t be up. You need to rest,” she replied, trying to walk past me.
I stepped in front of her. “Where is he?” I asked again.
She went quiet, her grip tightening
