Chapter 37: The thin line
Selene ran her fingers across the worn journal she'd found in the abandoned chapel. The pages were filled with strange symbols, but her eyes kept returning to the same line:
"The devil's sons will burn, unless loved truly by someone who sees beyond the flame."
She let out a shaky breath. "Why does it have to hurt this much?" she whispered to herself.
Her heart still ached from the moment she saw Cain and Eira. That kiss—no matter how one-sided—played over and over like a bad song stuck in her head. Cain hadn't kissed her back. She knew that. But still, it broke something inside her. Not because she doubted his love... but because she was tired of never feeling enough.
Back at the manor, Cain hadn't slept. Not really. His body bore scratches from the fight with the shadow creatures, but it was his heart that hurt worse.
"Still no sign of her," Leo said quietly, entering the study.
Cain didn't respond.
"You need to rest," Leo tried again.
Cain's jaw tightened. "Not until she's home."