CALLUM
“Who is Selene?” Lila asked.
For a moment, I thought I had misheard her. The word hit me like cold water.
“What?” I said, a little too loudly.
She slowed beside me on the sidewalk, the gravel crunching softer under her shoes as she repeated it.
“Selene.”
That was when it clicked.
My stomach dropped as the memory of my own voice came back to me. I had said it earlier while I was ranting about her stepmother. The name had slipped out without me noticing, like a reflex, like breathing.
Selene.
The moon goddess. The one name that should never pass my lips around someone like her.
Fuck.
I dragged a hand through my hair, buying myself a second to think while my mind scrambled for damage control. Pack law was clear about this kind of thing. You didn’t talk about our gods around
