Nyra’s POV
The night was quiet and the forest bathed in silver light from the waning moon. Selene and I had claimed our usual spot atop the cliff, where the wind carried the smell of earth and pine. I loved these evenings, they felt safe for her and for me.
“You never told me about him,” I said, tilting my head, watching her carefully. “The vampire you were attached to… before you ran away.”
She gave a small and almost mischievous smile, her eyes glinting in the moonlight. “Ah, him,” she said softly. “He was intense. Dangerous but… thrilling.”
“Dangerous how?” I pressed, curiosity prickling my senses.
Selene leaned back on her hands, letting her dark hair fall over her shoulders. “You’d understand if you were a vampire,” she said. “We don’t just touch, we test each other, chase each
