(Alexander)
I made my way back to my room, a tremor still coursed through my body from the fight. The second I crossed the threshold, I saw Selene sitting on the edge of my bed, her arms crossed, her expression unreadable.
She didn’t look up right away, but I knew she felt my presence. The room was quiet, except for the sound of my breathing as I forced myself to stay calm. I didn’t want her to notice anything was off. The wounds from the fight were already healed, and my body was strong again, as if it never happened, except for the shirt that I had on.
Selene finally lifted her gaze, her eyes locking onto mine. “You took your time, was it important?” she asked, her tone calm, but I could hear the edge beneath it.
I didn’t answer that. Instead, I walked closer, stopping a few feet awa
