Aiden’s fingers clenched, and his eyes turned cold.
However, Selene, too drunk on her supposed victory, didn’t notice. She simply wanted to keep savouring the moment, sharing how she achieved it again and again.
"Aye ... I never thought this would be this easy," she said with a smug. "But believe me, I don’t mind even if it had been difficult. Because you are all worth it."
She took her steps closer to him, her fingers reaching out to trace the line of his arm.
But before she could even brush the air around him, her wrist was seized in an iron grip. The hold was merciless, cruelly deliberate —meant only to inflict pain.
Selene gasped and winced, but Aiden didn’t flinch. His gaze bore into her, sharp and brutal.
"I told you, Selene," his voice dropped, deadly quiet. "Don’t play your games around her. I won’t tolerate it."
Her features twisted in agony, and it seemed like she might cry from the unbearable pain.
But she didn’t. Instead, a slow smile crept on her lips ---eerie and unhinged. Her eyes glimmered with something darker, something deranged.
"Don’t you want to know," she whispered, almost tauntingly, "what game did I actually play?"
Her words echoed with the madness of someone who had lost their last ounce of sanity. "Trust me, Aiden ... You will regret not knowing it."
Aiden didn’t respond. But the furrow between his brows deepened, betraying his unease.
When Selene saw him like that, her smile widened.
She lifted her free hand, aiming to touch his face. But once again, she failed.
Aiden turned his head smoothly, letting her hand cut through empty air.
That rejection ... all over again —sliced Selene deeper than his grip ever could.
For a flicker of a second, her fury surged through her veins at his indifference. But then she remembered how Arwen was going to be out of the picture.
With her gone, Aiden would belong to her anyway. She didn’t mind waiting a little more.
She gritted through the pain of his hold when she felt him tighten his fingers around her wrist. But once again curling her lips into a chilling smile, she stared at him.
"Isn’t she the Moon you have always cherished in your heart?" she asked —not to confirm, but to wound. To remind it where it all began.
Aiden froze, just for a second. His pulse kicked as his mind raced through the possibilities, through everything Selene might have planned with that single piece of knowledge.
Selene’s smile widened as she slowly nodded. "Yes, I knew from the very first day. From the moment you called her Moon, I knew it was ... her." Her voice trembled with obsession; the last word grated through clenched teeth. "But I couldn’t accept it."
She shook her head violently, lips jutting out in a mock pout. "So, I didn’t what I always wanted to turn into real." She paused, only to let her eyes glitter with excitement. "I became the moon in your heart —the love of your life you have always cherished."
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