Many days had quietly slipped by, and Selene found herself buried more deeply than ever in the complicated games she was weaving with her four mates, because every spare moment she had was spent trying to pull information out about the council.
Those shadowed men who ruled from the capital's core, hidden so deeply that reaching them was almost impossible, let alone killing them, because even going near their stronghold was suicide unless they willingly stepped outside.
And for now they rarely did, making Selene's mission feel like chasing smoke with bare hands, but she persisted because she had no choice and because time was running out for everyone she wanted to save.
She hardly had any time for herself anymore, and the very few minutes she managed to brush her hair or catch her breath were always stolen moments, taken quickly before someone noticed, and especially before her mother.
