29. War Zone

I woke up to the door of the guest bedroom slamming open and Selena barging in like she owned the place. Castor shot up beside me, blinking against the morning light. He looked like a deer in headlights, unsure of what to do.

But when he saw Selena standing there, his body tensed.

"What the hell?" I muttered, pulling the blanket tighter around me. Cast was already swinging his legs out of bed and standing up between me and Selena.

Selena crossed her arms as she scanned the room. "You're both pathetic," she spat, locking on Cast. "You seriously chose her? After everything we had?"

"Selena, what are you doing here?" Cast's voice was rough, and I could feel the anxiety rolling off him. His fists clenched at his sides, but he didn't move toward her.

"What am I doing here?" She laughed bitterly, stepping into the room like she had every right to be there. "I came to remind you of a few things, Castor Roman. I was here first. I was the one you loved before she came into the picture. She i