SERAPHINA’S POVThe streets are rougher and busier as we move through them, dust rising from the roads and filling the air. Shoulders constantly bump into me in this thick crowd.I get it, though; I'm small compared to them, so I'm not easily noticed unless brushed against. Yet, no one stops to apologize, like uncivilized apes.I try not to let it get to me, focusing on the mission, until I almost topple over. Artemis grabs my hand to hold me up."Are you okay?""Yeah," I reply, dusting my shoulder and glaring at the person who just walks by.Artemis's eyes follow, probably calculating how long it would take to rough him up in a corner.I see it and hold onto his arm, repeating with a softer look on my face, "I’m fine."He lets it go."Stay close, we could get separated," he warns, facing forward again.Almost as if on cue, like some sick, twisted joke by the universe, I'm brushed against again, twice, stumbling forward and falling on my butt.Scrambling to my feet, I dodge through a
SERAPHINA’S POVI'm crippled for a moment, exhausted from the outburst, still recovering from the shock of almost killing them. My guilt only grows worse with each passing second. I wish there were a way I could go back to the room, or at least track down Artemis.I'm tired and hungry, wishing we had waited for food before embarking on this quest.Movement in the corner of my eye catches my attention while I wallow, and I look up to just barely see someone peeking from around the corner."Hello?" I call out eagerly, hoping they're here to help.There’s no response, but I can see a shadow from the side, a small shadow, suggesting it's a child.My hope rises again."Please, please, I'm lost and need help finding someone," I plead, rushing to my feet and dusting off my pants.A small head peeps out—a little girl with dirt-brown hair mostly concealed under an oversized beanie, wearing rough clothes. She looks about ten, appearing scared, yet her eyes remain sharp and cautious."It’s gonn
SERAPHINA’S POVI watch her face morph into shock and disbelief, both folded hands dropping to her sides, eyes watching me as if I’m a crazy psychopath who just walked in.It hurts to see it, guessing that she forgot what I even looked like, if she ever thought of me as a daughter at all.My first reaction is anger, a burning rage that boils my blood and fills me with hate. Suddenly, I feel stupid for being nervous and excited about someone who simply forgot my existence.“Do you not remember me? The child you abandoned on the doorsteps of an orphanage with the most awful letter. Your child - possibly the only child,” I say.Fear pierces my chest at the possibility of not being the only one she's given birth to, at the thought of younger siblings who possibly never got to know her voice and love.Tears brim in my eyes, and I feel too embarrassed by the fact that she didn’t remember, and by the people watching me break down in front of a woman I’ve never met before.I turn to leave, no
SERAPHINA’S POVWe settle down after a 20-minute-long crying session, which involves me reverting back to my 4-year-old self, suddenly left without parents.Feeling pathetic and embarrassed once I’m done, I sit with swollen eyes and a small cup of water in my hands, while she—Cassandra, my birth mother—sits right in front of me with a soft smile on her lips.“The truth is, your father and I loved you dearly, but we had debt and people on our backs, wolves threatening our lives, so we had to run. You were only a little child then. You weren’t safe. We had to drop you off somewhere and make it clear that we didn’t want you, so they wouldn’t come after you,” she explains how it all came to be, the reason behind leaving me behind in an orphanage all those years ago.“Your father… he died along the way, leaving only me, and since then, I’ve been moving from place to place trying to get by. I eventually paid off our debts, but I couldn’t come back for you. I guessed you were already older a
SERAPHINA’S POVA bucket of water is doused over my head just before my consciousness can slip away, and I’m revved back into life like an engine instantly. Gasping for air that finally fills my lungs, snapping out of my panicking state and back into reality. My heart pounds harder than ever, filled with life again, and a desire to pump blood into every part of my body.I was so close to letting it all go; the thought alone terrifies me. The fact that I was going to do it without looking back, because of one woman.“We can’t have you croaking off before you have your debut,” Big Tom grumbles above me, holding the empty bucket, water dripping out.The bastard just saved me, but for the wrong reasons. Nevertheless, I feel myself a bit grateful for it. He tosses the bucket to the side, grumbling inaudible words to himself before he goes for the door, leaving me alone with my thoughts and the emptiness around me, guessing I won’t die of a panic attack anymore.The second the door close
SERAPHINA’S POVThe warmth of his arms engulfs me, and I feel safe again. I realize I never want to let go or stray too far from his presence. Being away was unbearably painful. Dealing with so much alone, the creeping loneliness momentarily shattered my mind. I never want to face that again, to give up on myself as I had just moments before he appeared.“I’m sorry, I couldn’t wait for you anymore, I had to show up,” he apologizes, inhaling deeply, taking in my scent to calm himself. He knew he could have let me handle it alone, but impatience won over him.Guilt floods me, knowing I was about to let myself be sold off, struck by the heartbreaking realization that my mother never wanted me. I want to reverse everything, realizing there’s something worth returning to, a purpose to all this struggle – the most important one now standing before me. I smile, tears leaking from my eyes.“I know, I’m sorry I was away for so long.”He looks through my smile, observing me a second longer
ARTEMIS’ POVI leave Sera alone in her room once we get back. She retreats into the back of her mind, silent and unresponsive. I can feel her troubled emotions clashing around, yet I'm crippled by my inability to assist her or at least alleviate a significant portion of the pain she bears.I exit the room after she mumbles a request to be left alone, understanding her need to decompress from everything—the betrayal by her mother and the revelation of her father's death. It's mostly my fault; I wish I had never suggested finding her mother. Yet, maybe she needed to know, to put it all behind her. Guards are stationed at her door to ensure her comfort before I leave.Before heading down to the little building, already evacuated, with the human girls taken somewhere safe before they can be reunited with their families or find a new home, I walk into the building and down to the basement where I was told they kept my mate for a few hours before deciding to sell her off like property.
ARTEMIS’ POVHer face begins to twitch as she tries her hardest to maintain her composure, but it all eventually crumbles. She's forced to relive every scene that shattered her mind before she finally snapped, resigning herself to the only life she knew how to live—one that involved placing all the blame and hatred on the one thing she never wanted in her seemingly happy existence.She grips and pulls at her hair, shaking her head and denying everything over and over again until she becomes a complete, wailing mess. This confirms everything I need to know. Sera did kill the man, but he deserved it. He likely would have come for her next, after dealing with his obsessive wife, hoping to start fresh with his new infatuation. Instead, Sera saved her—a reality Cassandra has spent her entire life denying, rewriting the narrative in her head just to keep on living.The rest, of course, is conjecture, pieced together from known facts and behavioral patterns, but I'm almost certain