~Eight PM~When they arrived at the darkened castle, the heavy gates creaked open before them. Cora was thrown into the stone corridors with little care, and she was forced to walk, her arms bound behind her, the rough ropes digging into her skin.“I told you this wasn’t going to end well for you,” Ryan said in a low voice, his footsteps echoing behind her as he led her through the labyrinthine halls. His words dripped with contempt, but beneath it, she could hear the uncertainty. He was scared. He was scared of the girl, the prophecy, the power she held. He had no idea what kind of danger he had just invited into his life.---Rowan’s chamber was dark, the air thick with the weight of power. His back was turned as he stared into the fire, the flickering light casting grotesque shadows across his sharp features. The fire reflected in his cold eyes, but it was nothing compared to the storm that raged beneath the surface.Ryan led Cora into the room, shoving her to the ground at Rowan’s
Ryan’s grip tightened, his eyes dark with anger. “You don’t understand, do you? I’m not asking you to betray anyone. I’m asking you to tell me the truth. Who is the Queen? Who is the one who’s going to destroy everything I’ve built? I need to know.”Cora’s mind raced. She couldn’t reveal Seraphina. Not now. Not ever. If she did, everything would be lost and Seraphina would be killed. Rowan would hunt her down, and there would be no stopping him. No one could stand against him.The future of all the packs lies in Cora's hands now.“You’ll never get the answer you want,” she said, her voice trembling, but defiant. “Seraphina is stronger than you think. She’s the Queen. And you can’t stop her.”Ryan’s face twisted with rage. “You think she’s the Queen? You think she’s the one who’s going to rise up against us? You’re just a girl with a few visions. You know nothing.”Cora’s eyes flickered with a sudden flash of understanding. The truth. The terrible, unthinkable truth. Rowan had no idea
~NINE PM~Cora stayed rooted to the spot, her chest heaving as the door slammed shut again. She could hear him walking away, his footsteps heavy and measured.And then—silence.The silence was worse than anything. The pain, the fear, the tension—they were nothing compared to this stillness. She was alone. Trapped. Helpless.Her body ached. She could feel the bruises already blooming along her neck where Ryan had gripped her, but her heart was heavier. He couldn’t know. No one could. Not Seraphina.She heard them, the cries of those who had come before her, those who had been broken. Those who had surrendered to Rowan’s will. She wouldn’t be one of them. She couldn’t. Not for Seraphina. Not for the Queen.~In the main large chamber of his pack, Rowan sat at his massive desk, his fingers steepled before him as he watched the fire crackle in the hearth. His thoughts were dark, his mind never still. He had been the Alpha for years, building an empire from nothing, solidifying his place a
~Seraphina's Pov~Seraphina sat on the worn wooden bench by the hearth, her gaze flicking to the clock every few minutes. The rhythmic tick-tock filled the room, each passing second dragging her further into a quiet, gnawing worry. It was nearly midnight now. Cora had promised she would be home by dark, and it had long since passed.Her fingers twitched, her heart uneasy. Something didn’t feel right. The stillness of the room was deafening, the silence too thick. It was as if the world had gone still, holding its breath in anticipation of something dreadful.She stood abruptly, pushing the chair back with a creak that echoed through the house. The fire crackled weakly in the corner, casting long, flickering shadows that danced on the walls. Seraphina walked across the room, the tension building in her chest. She had a sinking feeling that something was terribly wrong.Grabbing her cloak from the coat hook by the door, she pulled it over her shoulders. She didn’t know why—she didn’t nee
~Serphina's Pov~And then, like a cold wind sweeping over her, the horror of the realization hit her with full force. Rowan. Ryan. They had done this. It had to be them.Seraphina’s breath came in slow and short gasps as her eyes darted around the clearing, her heart pounding in her chest.The pieces of the puzzle began to click together in her mind, and each one filled her with an ever-deepening rage.She knew Rowan had always been after her, ever since she was a child but she could never imagined that they got hold of her sister. She had known that. But he had taken it further. Far further than she could have ever imagined. He had killed Cora. Killed her sister, the one person she loved above all else.Seraphina’s fingers clenched into fists, her nails biting into her palms as she fought to contain the fury that surged within her. No one could do this. No one could hurt Cora like this and get away with it. Not Rowan. Nor his accomplices.She would make them pay. She would make them f
The wind howled around her, pushing the rain harder against her skin, but Seraphina didn’t flinch. She couldn’t. Not now. The ground finally gave way beneath her efforts, and the hole deepened. It was only then, when she had made enough space to gently lay Cora’s body to rest, that Seraphina allowed herself to pause. She gazed down at her sister’s lifeless form, her heart ripping in two at the sight.The woman who had always stood beside her, who had protected her when they were children, who had been her one constant in this cruel world… was gone. Her only family was gone, and there was no one left to turn to.Tears blurred Seraphina’s vision, but she wiped them away quickly, her face set in grim determination. The world may have taken Cora from her, but Seraphina would not let it claim her soul too. She would take everything from them—Rowan, Ryan, anyone who had a hand in her sister’s death. She would find a way to make them suffer.The rain continued to fall, but she didn’t care. I
~Seraphina’s feet barely touched the ground as she moved through the trees, her body stiff with exhaustion, her heart heavier than it had ever been. The world around her seemed distant, muted, as though everything had shifted into another plane, one where only the pain of her loss existed. Cora’s death still felt like a cruel joke she couldn’t escape from, a nightmare that played on repeat in her mind.But there was no time for grief now.Her hands, covered in the damp, sticky earth from the grave she had dug with trembling hands, clenched into fists. She had buried Cora. She had done it herself because no one else had cared enough to help her. Not even Rowan. Not even the pack. She could still hear his voice ringing in her ears from that day, the words cold and dismissive, an accusation that cut deeper than any blade.“You’re weak, Sera. You’ll never be good enough for the pack or the world. You couldn’t even protect your sister,so how are you going to fight on her behalf”The words
---Kael stood like stone, unwavering in the face of Seraphina’s pain. His eyes, dark and intense, didn’t falter. His jaw was tight, muscles coiled with the tension of someone who had long buried their emotions beneath layers of duty and resolve. He didn’t care about the glances or the murmurs; all that mattered was the truth. The truth.“This isn’t about the pack, Seraphina,” Kael said, his voice low, rough. “This is about Cora. About what happened to her. You deserve to know the truth. We both do.”Seraphina’s heart hammered in her chest, and for a moment, she couldn’t breathe. The words sank in slowly, like heavy stones in the pit of her stomach. The truth.Her lips trembled as she whispered, barely above a breath, “The truth?” She laughed softly, a sound filled with pain and regret. “The truth is that I couldn’t protect her. The truth is that I’m not good enough. I’ve never been good enough.”Her eyes were wild, frantically seeking answers she feared she’d never find. She wanted t
Luca didn’t answer immediately. He didn’t need to. His silence was the answer, and Seraphina could see the truth of it in his eyes.She set the contract down on the table before her, folding her arms across her chest. There was something more she needed to say. Something he needed to know.“I accept,” she said, her words cutting through the tense silence between them.Luca blinked in surprise. “You… you accept? You accept to be the Luna of this pack”“Yes,” Seraphina said firmly. “But on one condition.”Luca’s brow furrowed, and he took a step forward. “What condition?”“I want to take revenge,” she said, her voice low, almost menacing. “Someone killed my sister back at my former pack. I’ve been hunting for the ones responsible ever since, and I need your help to get it done,I want to take revenge on the killer and I also want to take revenge on Kael too for the pain he had caused me and for how he humiliated me.”Luca regarded her for a long moment, his face unreadable. Then, without
The day when Luca would choose his mate had arrived, he had offered Seraphina a contract and she accepted, and the reason she accepted wasn't because she loved Luca, it was because she wanted to take revenge on those who killed her sister, turned out that Cora wasn't her real sister but they loved each other since they were both orphans.The grand hall nuzzled with anticipation. The scent of fresh meat roasting on the fire, the sound of laughter and chatter filling the air, it was the kind of celebration the pack needed after weeks of tense silence from Luca. The air was thick with excitement as the members of the osck gathered, dressed in their finest attire, ready to toast to whatever Luca was about to announce.There were whispers, ofcourse. Whispers about the throne, whispers about Seraphina. For months, speculation had run rampant about who Luca would choose as his mate, the Luna who would rule by his side. Some believed it would be Nova, Luca's right hand, the beta who had stood
The weight of the conversation with Seraphina lingered in the air, thick and suffocating. Luca stood alone in the center of his room, his hands clenched into fists at his sides, his heart racing with a mixture of fear and uncertainty. Every moment felt like it was leading him toward something he couldn't control anymore, a precise of where the future of everything he cared about is going to an edge if he makes any little mistake.But there was no time to dwell on that. The war for the throne has already begun, and Luca knew it, his brother, Leo, had been biding his time, waiting for the right moment to strike. The moment he did, Luca's world, everything he had fought for would shatter.The sound of a knock at the door snapped Luca's from his own thoughts. He straightened, wiping a hand across his face in frustration. He didn't need this. He didn't need to face anyone else, not now, not when his mind was clouded. But he knew, deep down, that he couldn't run from the Truth. Not anymore.
The door creaked softly behind Luca as he stepped away from the tense scene in the room. His mind was a whirlpool of confusion, swirling with Martha’s warning and Seraphina’s chilling words. His thoughts clashed against each other like storms. A child born from destruction, and yet somehow, the world’s only hope? How could he reconcile the two? How could he accept that the woman he had come to love, the one who had given him hope and joy, was destined to tear everything apart?The weight of it all felt suffocating, like an iron shackle clamping down on his chest. He needed air. He needed space. He needed to think.As he walked briskly down the hall, each step felt heavier than the last, his heartbeat thudding in his ears. He passed through the silent corridors, the quiet of the mansion almost mocking him. Every corner he turned, every shadow he passed, seemed to whisper the same question: What now?His quarters loomed ahead, a refuge he had once found peace in, now tainted with the sh
As they saw Seraphina they stopped talking. Seraphina walked there and Martha held her and she checked her pause, Martha could see if any danger was coming in the nearest future.She saw it and she stepped back, Luca asked her what was wrong she lied that she wasn’t feeling well that Luca should escort her to the room. And she also gave orders that Theo mustn’t know she is now back.When they entered the room Martha grabbed Luca’a hand and warned him that Seraphina would cause disaster to the whole world, she would be fueled by rage and destroy the whole world. The room fell into an unnatural silence, the weight of Martha’s words sinking into the air like an unbearable fog. Luca stood frozen, his hand still in Martha’s grip, his mind reeling. The tension was thick, pressing against his chest with the force of a hundred storms.Seraphina, the one who had haunted his thoughts for so long, had just stepped into the room, and Martha’s warning echoed in his ears. The quiet, unsettling powe
Just as Luca was done and Seraphina became only even though she didn't remember a thing that happened at that spot. She was just silent.“And who are you?” Luca asked Why does she smell like some kind of spell?“I am just a member of the pack who seems to care nothing else, I need to leave” Martha said Luca paused and he touched her then he knew it was a spell, Martha's real face appeared immediately.The air was still in the room, thick with the weight of revelation as Martha tried to pull away from Luca’s touch. His fingers burned with recognition, and when his eyes widened, she knew he’d seen through the illusion. His voice cracked the silence.“My sister!” Luca’s breath hitched in disbelief.Martha’s real face, once concealed by the magic of a spell, was now fully revealed. Her features were sharper than Luca remembered, her eyes colder, like distant stars in the night sky.She didn’t respond to his outburst, only turned her gaze toward the window as if searching for something b
The moonlight bathed the garden in a silver glow, casting eerie shadows over the silent figures standing in a tense standoff. The air was thick with hostility, crackling with unspoken challenges, as Nova’s dark eyes locked onto the mysterious woman who had emerged from the shadows. She was no ordinary wolf, Luca could sense that—her power rippled through the air like an electric current, and her presence was as commanding as any alpha's. She was not someone to be underestimated.“Who are you?” Nova’s voice was silky, but the sharp edge beneath her words was unmistakable. Her gaze slid over the woman, sizing her up with predatory precision. “You seem to think you can stop me.”The woman stood unmoving, her posture regal and unwavering, as though she were the very earth beneath their feet, unshakable. Her eyes, too, were like molten silver, glowing faintly in the moonlight, an unnatural intensity hidden within them.“I don’t think,” the woman replied calmly, her voice low but strong. “I
–“What is wrong with Seraphina?” Luca murmured to himself as he watched as Seraphina struggled alone at the garden, he was up at his window glaring at everywhere until he laid eyes on Seraphina and he noticed Seraphina was strange.He walked downstairs and tapped her “Hey….” He whispered to her ears and Seraphina paused, she then collapsed.“Hey, Seraphina, you are burning up” Luca said, while Nova watched from afar, she didn't know Luca would be the one to see her, she clenched her fist on the wall and the smell she drank fell, she didn't notice, she was too angry to make sure to clean her mess properly to avoid been caught.Unbeknownst to Nova, someone from the pack was watching, she was a female wolf, powerful wolf and not known in the pack, she is known for her ruthless acts and she only goes to war for the pack and doesn't interfere, she loves standing on top of the tree just as much as Luca loves doing that too. Just when Nova left the scene where she committed such a thing, th
Nova couldn’t hold it in again because Luca the man he had stood by when he had no one has been turning against her. Chapter: The Fall of SeraphinaNova stood on the edge of the forbidden area, her heart pounding in her chest. The air here was thick with an unspoken tension, the atmosphere heavy with secrets that no one dared to utter aloud. Beyond the veil of twisted trees and shadowed pathways was a place where the pack’s darkest corners found refuge—the forsaken wolves, those with powers that could either save or destroy. Witches. Sorcerers. Those who had been banished, exiled for their practices. They were the unwanted, the feared, and yet, Nova found herself drawn to them.She had been here before, but never this far. The stories told of the things that happened in these woods—of twisted magic, of minds and hearts torn asunder by forces they could not control. But Nova wasn’t here to turn back. She had made up her mind. There was something inside of her, a feeling that had been g