SELENE’S POV
Rex died at dawn, not in the chaos and not in glory but slowly and painfully in y hands. While I was trying to heal him. How could I not blame myself or feel like I had failed him? This was a loss that neither of us saw coming, no one expected Rex to be the one that was left behind because besides Dante, he was our strongest fighter. Trained by dante himself.
The battlefield had gone quiet hours ago. The bodies had been carried. The fires extinguished. The wounded laid in rows across the Great Hall. But I stayed on the floor with him. My knees were soaked in blood that had long since turned cold. My palms glowed faintly gold where they pressed against the wound beneath his ribs. I poured everything into it. Heat, energy. breath. life. The blade had gone in clean and cruel, a
