Selene POVRex's question hangs in the cold night air.
What should I do with him?
I look at Werren kneeling on the cobblestones. Still trembling. Still white-faced. The man who once slid a promise ring onto my finger and whispered that I was his future.
The same man who handed me to a monster without blinking.
I open my mouth.
I never get the chance.
"Selene." Werren launches himself forward. His hands close around mine before anyone can react. Gripping hard. Desperate. His eyes are wet and wild, and he stares at me like a drowning man grabbing a rope. "Please. Don't let him do this. You know me — you know me. What we had was real. I still love you. I never stopped—"
The sound Rex makes stops every heart on that street.
It's not a roar. It's quieter than that. Which makes it worse.
