She walked to the window, dangling my necklace over the edge, slowly loosening her grip. “You want this necklace? Ha! I won’t give it to you.”
“No!” I grabbed her leg and pushed with all my strength, lunging toward the necklace like a feral creature.
“Selene! You’ve already taken my brother! You’ve taken this home! Why won’t you leave me alone?!”
I don’t know how it happened. When I came to my senses, Selene was on the floor clutching her stomach in agony. There was a gash on her arm and a silver dagger with blood nearby.
“Selene!” My brother stood in the doorway, his face contorted with shock and rage as he shouted her name.
“My stomach hurts,” she whimpered, looking at me with tear-filled eyes. “The silver hurt my wolf.”
“Skye, why would you do this to me?” she sobbed.
My brother’s slap came with his full strength. I fell to the floor, my head ringing.
“Skye! You’re beyond cruel! All that time to reflect, and you haven’t changed at all! I never want to see you again!” he roared.
He scooped Selene into his arms and rushed out. As they left, I caught Selene’s vengeful glare.
Her lips silently formed the words: “You’re dead now.”
This scene overlapped perfectly with the graduation party memory.
An indescribable terror rose from deep within me.
I was going to be sent back to that lightless place! My brother didn’t want me anymore!
No! I couldn’t go back there!
