Chapter 162- Selene Decides to go to Tartarus

Selene

Within moments, I have five fully grown wolves hovering over my shoulder, reading the strange letter with sounds of confusion and disbelief. The tension in the room is palpable, but within moments it explodes into chaos.

“What on earth?” Odette murmurs. “This is madness.” Drake agrees.

Aiden is doing nothing but curse, while Donovan has taken to pacing and reading the annulment papers. Sophie is the only one who hasn’t said a word, but she seems stunned into silence.

“This doesn’t make any sense, is it in code?” Aiden finally exclaims, apparently running out of four letter words.

“I don’t think so.” Donovan frowns, “we’ll look into it, but there aren’t any patterns jumping out at first glance.”

“Selene,” Sophie asks gently, “Are you okay?”

“I think I’m going to go back to bed.” I decide, convinced I’m dreaming. “This is a nightmare. It has to be a dream, so if I go to sleep here, I’ll wake up back in reality, right?

Five pitying expressions close in on me, and I sigh in defeat, “Well it was worth trying.” Flopping down onto the couch, I read the letter for a fifth time. “I don’t understand… it’s his handwriting, but it’s like…”

“Like he’s lost his memory. Drake finishes my thought. “Lost his memory and swallowed a pack of conspiracy theories.”

“Why is he talking about the assassination attempt like it just happened?” I ask, “we spoke afterwards, of course I know he survived.”

*More importantly, why does he think you sent the assassins?” Donovan questions. “Maybe there was another attempt.” Odette suggests. “One Frederic pinned on you.

“Maybe, but he wouldn’t tie himself to it as well.” Aiden reasons, “it’s one thing to frame Selene, it’s another to expose himself.”

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I had an affair with Frederic, that Lila belongs to him.” | speak

can assume it isn’t Blaise because he would just have

answer it. “Uh-uh, things didn’t go so well the last time I opened the door. Someone else can do

towards the front door, but Drake intercepts her with a growl, spinning her to face me and nudging her back in my direction while he goes to

nose a second before the wooden panel swings open and Helene appears. “Helene!” I exclaim, “Thank

from Odette, bypassing all introductions as she scans the

you mean?” I ask anxiously, guiding her into the living room

chair.

hesitantly.” And I found… well, it’s like you suspected Selene, something is very

her, my

as if she’d been there a thousand times before. While she started the process of making tea, we all look on in stunned silence, unsure how to react to her strange behavior. She seems so calm, but

over an open flame, she looks back to me. “Your mate is very

shoots him a glare, “I did not

not the only one who has to smother a snort of laughter, seeing Aiden respond to being called a pup by the old crone was beyond

“I mean his spirit.” She explains. “He’s lost his way, and he’s not alone. Someone is leading him astray they’ve stolen his memory and his strength. With every day that passes he falls further, and

is his captor?

see exactly.” Helene purses her lips thoughtfully. “But I can tell you it is a woman.

I’m so certain, but knowing without doubt she

in the Calypso

able to flee to our allies, and that wouldn’t leave

fool Bastien?” Odette questions, “when he left here he

remarks cryptically. “it doesn’t matter what his true opinions were.

throb as Drake’s meaning sets in.

mug with a blend of herbs from her purse.

but it’s not like she could enchant all of Elysium. She has to know

she’s trying to get Selene to leave before they arrive.” Odette suggests as Helene presses the warm mug into my

müttering nods. “Selene being absent won’t stop the rest

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