Selene POV
Kragen was going to sacrifice himself and I couldn't stand it.
The thought of him giving him life for something that was not worth it.
I had always known he was strong, but the look in his eyes tonight—the resignation, the darkness—sent a chill to my bones. The safe house around me felt more like a prison than a refuge.
I went to the front gate and wrapped my fingers around the heavy iron bars, shaking them as hard as I could. The gate held firm, sturdy as stone. I let out a frustrated breath, casting a worried glance back at my children, who were clustered together, their eyes wide and frightened.
"We're getting out of here," I muttered, more to myself than to them. "We need to help Uncle Kragen."