What it is about
He called her “mate.” The Moon called her chosen. But power twisted everything.
Selena trusted Trixie—until his hands delivered her to the altar like a hunted beast, fooled by lies whispered from another woman’s lips. The blade cut deep. Her last breath tasted of betrayal.
Now trapped between death and divinity, Selena drifts through the ruins of what was. Her spirit brushes the edges of his dreams, watching him unravel—moonshine on his breath, guilt in his bones, her name slipping from his memory like ash.
The gods want silence.
But Selena was never meant to disappear quietly.
