Dante’s POV
I felt it before I understood it, An odd, hollow tug somewhere deep in my chest, like a thread pulled loose from a garment I hadn’t realized was fraying. Something was changing and Selene was allowing to it to happen, she was purposefully pulling away from me.
For a moment, I sat completely still behind my desk, staring at the half-written report in front of me, unable to focus on a single word. The sensation wasn’t pain. It wasn’t fear. It was something far more unsettling.
Distance.
Not physical distance spiritual, emotional, metaphysical. The kind of distance only a mate-bond could produce. My jaw tightened as the realization crawled up my spine.
Selene was slipping from me. I wasn’t even sure of what was to blame for this sudden shift, was it me and the decisions that
