Selene's POVThe scratchy ropes digging into my wrists held me in place, so every move I made caused pain. I struggled against them, shifting, but there was no give. I was stuck, helpless. Logan stood casually in front of me, leaning against the wall with that smirk on his face that churned my stomach. I hated him. No, more than that, I was scared. Terrified, actually."You think you're some kind of hero, huh?" His voice was mocking, reeking of venom. "Just take a look at yourself, bound like some kind of criminal. And if you want to hear something sweet today, you can and will never be free." His grin was terrifying as much as his smirk was.He leaned away from the wall and paced about the little spade left in the room, his eyes fixed menacingly on me. "You thought you could stop me. Show me I'm not as powerful as I think I am. But look at you now." Closer, he stepped, his movements circling me like some predator. "You're nothing, Selene. You always were. You are going to regret ev
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