Seraphina’s POVThe purr of Alfred’s car was a soothing rhythm as we drove back to Caroline’s house. I stared out the window, trying to process the whirlwind of the past few days. The trees blurred into green streaks against the sky, and my thoughts spun faster than the car’s wheels. How did I end up here, living in the Vanderwood House, pretending to be Alfred’s cousin? It felt surreal, like a dream teetering on the edge of reality.When we arrived at Caroline’s place, the familiar scent of lavender greeted me. Caroline stood in the doorway, her eyes widening in surprise. "Seraphina! What’s going on?" she exclaimed, her voice a mix of excitement and confusion.I stepped out of the car and walked toward her, my heart pounding. “I’m moving into the Vanderwood House,” I said, trying to sound casual. “Just came to pack up my things.”Caroline’s face lit up with a smile. “OMG!! That’s incredible! I’m so happy for you!” She pulled me into a tight hug. “This is amazing, Seraphi
Seraphina’s POVI took a deep breath, bracing myself. “I… I guess I got a bit carried away,” I admitted, trying to keep my tone light.Alfred’s eyes narrowed. “This is excessive, Seraphina. You don’t need all of this.”I felt a flush of embarrassment creeping up my neck. “I know, but... it was my first time. I didn’t realize how much I was getting.”Elliot stepped in, his tone soothing. “Alfred, it’s not a big deal. She was just having some fun. It’s not every day you get to experience this kind of luxury.”Alfred raised a hand, stopping Elliot from speaking any further. The look on his face was stern and cold. Elliot’s eyes widened a bit before he collected himself, and with a bow, he left the two of us alone in the living room.The lingering excitement from my extravagant shopping trip quickly evaporated as Alfred’s expression grew darker. His earlier irritation had turned into a stormy silence that made the air feel heavy. I tried to ignore it, but I could feel his
Seraphina’s POVThe preparations for the banquet consumed my every waking moment. I knew there would be no room for remorse if I appeared at the event. The thought of being discovered as a "fake princess" terrified me, but I couldn’t share my worries with Alfred, not after our argument. So, I kept my fears to myself and focused on learning to dance and mastering social etiquette.“Wake up, princess. It’s time to start your training.”I groaned and rolled over in bed, pulling the covers over my head. “Alfred, it’s too early; five more minutes,” I mumbled.Alfred chuckled softly, his voice closer now. “We have a lot to cover if you’re going to be ready for the banquet. Up and at ’em.”Reluctantly, I threw off the blankets and sat up, rubbing my eyes. Alfred stood at the foot of my bed, looking impeccably put together as always.“Can’t this wait until after breakfast?” I say with a yawn. It doesn't take me long to realize that I'm still in my night clothes, my hair's m
Seraphina’s POVI tried to catch my breath, my heart pounding in my chest. “I... I couldn’t face him, Alfred. Eric... he’s here. He’ll recognize me and ruin everything.”Alfred’s expression softened slightly, but his voice remained firm. “You can’t just run away, Seraphina. You need to face this. You can't just back out, not now.”Tears welled up in my eyes as I shook my head. “I can’t. I’m not strong enough.”“Seraphina,” Alfred’s voice was calm and steady, cutting through my tumultuous thoughts like a beacon. His eyes were filled with a mix of concern and determination. “Tell me, what's this really about?”I turned to face him, my voice trembling. “I can’t do this, Alfred. I don’t belong here. It's only a matter of time before somebody finds out who I really am, and then what next? Do you know what the punishment for high treason is? The Vanderwoods aren't exactly known for their mercy. I’m just an ordinary girl.”Alfred stepped closer, his expression softening. “
Seraphina’s POVAs Alfred and I stepped into the banquet hall, I felt the weight of a hundred eyes on me. Whispers and murmurs floated through the room, but I kept my head high. Alfred’s reassuring grip on my hand gave me the courage I needed to face the sea of curious faces.Garfield, seated in his wheelchair near the center of the room, beamed with excitement. His eyes sparkled as he made the announcement. “Ladies and gentlemen, I am thrilled to introduce my long-lost niece, Seraphina. She has finally returned to us.” He reached out, taking my hand and leading me to stand beside him. His gesture made it clear to everyone that I held a special place in his heart.From my new vantage point, I scanned the room. My gaze landed on Eric, standing with his fiancée. The shock and disbelief on his face made a slight, victorious smile tug at my lips. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.The music started, and Alfred guided me to the dance floor. The room transformed as the
Seraphina’s POVI turned slowly to face him, keeping my expression neutral. “What do you want, Eric?”He looked different, almost haggard. His eyes, once full of confidence and charm, now seemed desperate. “I need to explain...” he said. “Explain everything.”I crossed my arms, not making it easy for him. “And should I have to listen to a word you say, all you've ever done is lie to me.”He looked at me squarely. "You don't have to believe me, Seraphina, But if the time we shared in the past meant even the slightest to you, You just have to listen, please."I just knew I was going to regret this. "Fine, go on then," I said.He took a deep breath, his gaze flickering to the ground before meeting mine again. "As you know, I'm recently engaged." I respond with a sigh and an eye roll.He gulped before continuing. “My fiancée, she’s the daughter of Alpha Austin. She’s my fated mate, Seraphina. It wasn't a decision I made, but I couldn’t resist the bond. It wasn’t
Seraphina’s POVAfter that day, Eric kept inviting me out. Sometimes, he would take me to a newly opened restaurant to try new dishes. Other times, he would drag me to listen to opera, which I found painfully boring. The grandiose hall, with its velvet seats and crystal chandeliers, seemed to mock my disinterest while Eric sat beside me, completely enthralled by the performance.I knew what he was after. He wanted to get back together with me because, as the niece of the former Alpha King, I had access to wealth and power far beyond what his fiancée could offer. I couldn’t believe I had ever been attracted to someone as shallow and manipulative as Eric. But I played along. I just needed him to slip up once. Then, I'd have the evidence I needed.One night, Eric took me to a high-end restaurant known for its exquisite whiskey collection. The place was called "La Lumière Noire," and it was the epitome of luxury and exclusivity. From the moment we arrived, I was struck by the opul
Alfred’s POVI had never felt so angry before. My blood simmered just below boiling, my thoughts circling around one central figure: Eric. I couldn’t understand why Seraphina kept getting close to him, especially after knowing his true nature. She deserved better—she was good enough for anyone. Why would she waste her time on someone who had betrayed her?Despite the raging storm of emotions inside me, I had no idea how to approach Seraphina about it. Discussing her emotional decisions seemed both impolite and awkward. What right did I have to interfere? We weren’t actually cousins. We shared no blood relation. My upbringing taught me to respect others' decisions, even if I disagreed with them.So, I kept silent, watching her from a distance, my frustration mounting. But then, it became apparent that Seraphina had something she wanted to discuss with me. The dread that she might ask me to forgive Eric gnawed at me. There was no way I would ever accept that man back into he