Seraphina’s PerspectiveAfter a few weeks…“Seraphina, tell me, which dress will look good on Ashley?” Charlotte asked, holding up two dresses in front of her—a shiny red one and a sparkly black one. I smiled softly, leaning back on Charlotte’s bed with a book resting on my lap. “The red one,” I said without thinking too hard. “It brings out her eyes.” Charlotte gave a small nod, examining the red one more closely in the mirror. “Should I wear the lacey lingerie or the simple one?” Ashley asked, grinning from ear to ear as she held up two completely different sets. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, and she bit her lip playfully. “How about you wear something simple?” Charlotte rolled her eyes, brushing her hair to the side. “It’s not like you’re going to let him complete the mate bond.”“Oh, shut up!” Ashley laughed, tossing a pillow at her. “I am definitely completing the mate bond with Noah tonight. Just wait till the clock strikes twelve.” She winked at me, and I felt my cheeks he
ZACH'S POV"Gabriel, how the hell could this even be possible?" I spat, slamming my fist on the desk, the glass on top cracking beneath the force. My jaw clenched tightly as I glared at my delta, who sat across from me in my office, his face calm but tense."Alpha, I’m telling you the truth," Gabriel said, his voice steady, though I knew he wasn’t calm inside. "Damien Alexander Blackwood has taken control of all the northern packs. Even the ones who asked for our protection last year... they’ve surrendered." I leaned back in my chair, running a hand through my hair, trying to cool the rage that bubbled in my chest. "You’re fucking joking, right? That bastard didn’t stop. He’s crossing every line. I should have ripped him apart when I had the chance." Gabriel sighed, lifting a cigar from the small silver tray on my desk. He placed it between his lips and lit it. The scent of tobacco filled the room as he inhaled deeply, letting out a slow puff of smoke. "Alpha, what do you want us to d
Seraphina’s PerspectiveNext MorningMmmh… I slowly blinked my eyes open, letting the soft morning light pour into my vision. I could hear the sound of birds chirping just outside the window. The sun was peeking through the curtains, casting a golden glow across the room. The air-conditioner hummed quietly in the background, making the room feel cool against my warm skin. I stretched a little and turned my head, only to find Zach lying beside me, fast asleep. A peaceful expression rested on his face, his chest rising and falling rhythmically. The duvet was covering both of us, tangled up from the night before. I couldn’t stop the small smile that crept onto my lips as I gently reached out and caressed his cheek. He looked so peaceful… so cute. “My Zach…” I whispered softly, not wanting to wake him just yet. Slowly, I started to shift the duvet off of me, wanting to freshen up a bit. But the second I moved the covers, a cold breeze hit my bare skin—and I froze.My cheeks turned red ins
Zach’s PerspectiveI was sitting in my office, a stack of paperwork laid out in front of me, but I couldn’t focus. Not even for a second. My eyes kept scanning the same line over and over again, but nothing was going into my head. All I could think about was her.Seraphina. Last night—God, last night was the best night of my life. I made love to my mate. And it wasn’t just sex. It was something deeper, something raw and soul-binding. She was mine in every way. I could still feel the softness of her skin on my fingertips, the sound of her moans echoing in my ears like a favourite song I never wanted to end.She was under me, breathless, her cheeks flushed. The way she whispered my name… Zach… It, did something to me. Her small hands clutched my body, pulling me closer, wanting more. And when she suddenly ripped my shirt off—I was honestly stunned. My feisty little mate. Who would’ve thought she had such a wild side hidden beneath all that calmness? My hands had explored every inch of h
Zach’s PerspectiveHow fucking dare he. I stood there, fists clenched at my sides, watching that bastard—Damien—walk away like he owned the damn world. Every bone in my body screamed to run after him and rip his head off. But I didn’t. Not yet. He knew what he was doing. He brought up my father. My best friend. The ones I lost—the ones he knew I still mourned. He did it just to get a reaction out of me. And it worked. My wolf was pacing like a madman inside me, growling, ready to lunge. And then… he had the fucking audacity to bring Seraphina into it. To say she thought about him. That she still had him in her mind. What the fuck. Seraphina is mine. My mate. My eternity. My everything. I would burn this whole world down before I ever let him touch her again. I wanted to kill him then and there. My claws were already pushing through my skin. I could feel the sharpness of them. Just one swipe and I could’ve ended him. But I didn’t. Because of the protection barrier. The moment I lowered
Seraphina’s Perspective“Let’s play a game, shall we?” Damien’s voice was low, deep, and filled with something dangerous. His eyes gleamed under the dim lights, glowing with power, madness… and something far worse. He dragged his finger slowly across the silver chain wrapped tightly in his hand. I could see the silver burning into his skin—blistering, smoking even—but he didn’t flinch. Not once. It was like he didn’t even feel pain. Or maybe… he liked it. My heart pounded against my chest so loud I thought it might explode. “I’ll ask you a question,” he continued with a sick smile, “and you’ll answer me like my good and obedient mate.” Mate? I froze. He was insane. “I’m not your mate,” I whispered, almost too quietly to be heard. “That bond… it’s gone. Zach marked me.”But I didn’t say the last part out loud. I didn’t want to push him more than he already was. His delusions were dangerous enough. “Damien, please… let me go,” I tried to beg, my voice shaking. Fear was all over me. It w
Seraphina’s Perspective"Ahhh… f-fuck," I groaned weakly as I slowly regained consciousness, my entire body throbbing with unbearable pain. The first thing I noticed was the cold metal around my neck… again. That damn collar. Then I realized I was back in his room. Damien’s bed. My wrists and ankles were chained to the bedposts. A thick iron collar wrapped tightly around my throat, the same one that blocked my wolf—Ella—from healing me or shifting. Sunlight streamed through the windows, and birds chirped cheerfully outside like the world was just normal… but inside this room, it was a fucking nightmare. I turned my head slightly, wincing at the sharp pain shooting through my neck and spine. My body was burning, my skin bruised and raw. I was laying on the same blood-soaked sheets from yesterday. My blood. The fabric was sticky beneath me. The strong metallic scent filled my nostrils, making me feel nauseous.Tears fell down my cheeks silently as memories from yesterday flooded back li
"Sera, I am not the one to repeat my words. So you better say yes in front of the whole kingdom when I ask you to mark me," Damien said, glaring at me. "Never," I spat. "I will never mark you, you fucking hybrid," I said with all the anger inside me. "Then you leave me no choice," he said as his eye color shifted from hazel to a deep crimson red. His vampire side had taken over. He took a step closer, and my heart started pounding in my chest. I knew exactly what was going to happen next. This time, it was his vampire side. Last time, it was his wolf. Each time I resisted him, he hurt me, made me regret it. And now I knew he was going to compel me, force the answer he wanted out of me. I quickly shut my eyes tightly so he couldn't use his power against me. There was no point in running, I was already injured, already weak. A cold, dark laugh filled the room, sending a shiver down my spine. "My, my, look how afraid you are, my Sera," he mocked. I could feel him getting closer, his prese
Seraphina’s Perspective"Ahhh… f-fuck," I groaned weakly as I slowly regained consciousness, my entire body throbbing with unbearable pain. The first thing I noticed was the cold metal around my neck… again. That damn collar. Then I realized I was back in his room. Damien’s bed. My wrists and ankles were chained to the bedposts. A thick iron collar wrapped tightly around my throat, the same one that blocked my wolf—Ella—from healing me or shifting. Sunlight streamed through the windows, and birds chirped cheerfully outside like the world was just normal… but inside this room, it was a fucking nightmare. I turned my head slightly, wincing at the sharp pain shooting through my neck and spine. My body was burning, my skin bruised and raw. I was laying on the same blood-soaked sheets from yesterday. My blood. The fabric was sticky beneath me. The strong metallic scent filled my nostrils, making me feel nauseous.Tears fell down my cheeks silently as memories from yesterday flooded back li
Seraphina’s Perspective“Let’s play a game, shall we?” Damien’s voice was low, deep, and filled with something dangerous. His eyes gleamed under the dim lights, glowing with power, madness… and something far worse. He dragged his finger slowly across the silver chain wrapped tightly in his hand. I could see the silver burning into his skin—blistering, smoking even—but he didn’t flinch. Not once. It was like he didn’t even feel pain. Or maybe… he liked it. My heart pounded against my chest so loud I thought it might explode. “I’ll ask you a question,” he continued with a sick smile, “and you’ll answer me like my good and obedient mate.” Mate? I froze. He was insane. “I’m not your mate,” I whispered, almost too quietly to be heard. “That bond… it’s gone. Zach marked me.”But I didn’t say the last part out loud. I didn’t want to push him more than he already was. His delusions were dangerous enough. “Damien, please… let me go,” I tried to beg, my voice shaking. Fear was all over me. It w
Zach’s PerspectiveHow fucking dare he. I stood there, fists clenched at my sides, watching that bastard—Damien—walk away like he owned the damn world. Every bone in my body screamed to run after him and rip his head off. But I didn’t. Not yet. He knew what he was doing. He brought up my father. My best friend. The ones I lost—the ones he knew I still mourned. He did it just to get a reaction out of me. And it worked. My wolf was pacing like a madman inside me, growling, ready to lunge. And then… he had the fucking audacity to bring Seraphina into it. To say she thought about him. That she still had him in her mind. What the fuck. Seraphina is mine. My mate. My eternity. My everything. I would burn this whole world down before I ever let him touch her again. I wanted to kill him then and there. My claws were already pushing through my skin. I could feel the sharpness of them. Just one swipe and I could’ve ended him. But I didn’t. Because of the protection barrier. The moment I lowered
Zach’s PerspectiveI was sitting in my office, a stack of paperwork laid out in front of me, but I couldn’t focus. Not even for a second. My eyes kept scanning the same line over and over again, but nothing was going into my head. All I could think about was her.Seraphina. Last night—God, last night was the best night of my life. I made love to my mate. And it wasn’t just sex. It was something deeper, something raw and soul-binding. She was mine in every way. I could still feel the softness of her skin on my fingertips, the sound of her moans echoing in my ears like a favourite song I never wanted to end.She was under me, breathless, her cheeks flushed. The way she whispered my name… Zach… It, did something to me. Her small hands clutched my body, pulling me closer, wanting more. And when she suddenly ripped my shirt off—I was honestly stunned. My feisty little mate. Who would’ve thought she had such a wild side hidden beneath all that calmness? My hands had explored every inch of h
Seraphina’s PerspectiveNext MorningMmmh… I slowly blinked my eyes open, letting the soft morning light pour into my vision. I could hear the sound of birds chirping just outside the window. The sun was peeking through the curtains, casting a golden glow across the room. The air-conditioner hummed quietly in the background, making the room feel cool against my warm skin. I stretched a little and turned my head, only to find Zach lying beside me, fast asleep. A peaceful expression rested on his face, his chest rising and falling rhythmically. The duvet was covering both of us, tangled up from the night before. I couldn’t stop the small smile that crept onto my lips as I gently reached out and caressed his cheek. He looked so peaceful… so cute. “My Zach…” I whispered softly, not wanting to wake him just yet. Slowly, I started to shift the duvet off of me, wanting to freshen up a bit. But the second I moved the covers, a cold breeze hit my bare skin—and I froze.My cheeks turned red ins
ZACH'S POV"Gabriel, how the hell could this even be possible?" I spat, slamming my fist on the desk, the glass on top cracking beneath the force. My jaw clenched tightly as I glared at my delta, who sat across from me in my office, his face calm but tense."Alpha, I’m telling you the truth," Gabriel said, his voice steady, though I knew he wasn’t calm inside. "Damien Alexander Blackwood has taken control of all the northern packs. Even the ones who asked for our protection last year... they’ve surrendered." I leaned back in my chair, running a hand through my hair, trying to cool the rage that bubbled in my chest. "You’re fucking joking, right? That bastard didn’t stop. He’s crossing every line. I should have ripped him apart when I had the chance." Gabriel sighed, lifting a cigar from the small silver tray on my desk. He placed it between his lips and lit it. The scent of tobacco filled the room as he inhaled deeply, letting out a slow puff of smoke. "Alpha, what do you want us to d
Seraphina’s PerspectiveAfter a few weeks…“Seraphina, tell me, which dress will look good on Ashley?” Charlotte asked, holding up two dresses in front of her—a shiny red one and a sparkly black one. I smiled softly, leaning back on Charlotte’s bed with a book resting on my lap. “The red one,” I said without thinking too hard. “It brings out her eyes.” Charlotte gave a small nod, examining the red one more closely in the mirror. “Should I wear the lacey lingerie or the simple one?” Ashley asked, grinning from ear to ear as she held up two completely different sets. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, and she bit her lip playfully. “How about you wear something simple?” Charlotte rolled her eyes, brushing her hair to the side. “It’s not like you’re going to let him complete the mate bond.”“Oh, shut up!” Ashley laughed, tossing a pillow at her. “I am definitely completing the mate bond with Noah tonight. Just wait till the clock strikes twelve.” She winked at me, and I felt my cheeks he
Damien’s POVA few weeks later“Are you fucking kidding me?” I growled, grabbing the witch by her throat, lifting her from the ground like she weighed nothing. My claws were half-shifted, digging into her skin as her feet dangled. “Alpha—Alpha, I swear. Please!” she begged, her voice shaking. My eyes burned with fury. “Tell me where she is, or I won’t stop killing your people,” I spat, my voice low and deadly. “Alpha, I swear... I don’t know. It’s like she vanished. My tracking spell won’t work. I—I can’t find her,” she stammered, choking on her own fear. Rage exploded inside me. I slammed her into the floor. She let out a sharp cry as her body hit the tiles hard. “Fucking useless,” I muttered, pacing before dropping into my office chair. I leaned back, running a hand through my hair, breathing heavy. Weeks. Fucking weeks since Seraphina ran away. Weeks since she betrayed me—killed Mason, helped his mate escape, and disappeared like a ghost. I stared at the witch as she sat up, trembl
SERAPHINA’S POVI slowly opened my eyes, blinking away the sleep. The sunlight was gently peeking through the curtains, casting a soft golden glow into the room. I was warm. Too warm. And then I realized… I wasn’t in my room. My heart skipped a beat when I looked around. I was in Zach’s room. In his bed. And his arms were wrapped tightly around my waist like he was afraid I’d disappear. My head rested on his chest, and I could hear the slow, steady rhythm of his heartbeat. His scent was everywhere—intoxicating, calming, completely Zach. That strong woody-spice smell that somehow made me feel safe. I couldn’t believe I stayed here last night. And I couldn’t believe the man lying next to me—the one holding me so closely—is the same man who kissed me yesterday. Not just any kiss. It was mind-blowing. It was soft, sweet, but so full of passion that I still felt tingles on my lips. That kiss had every emotion I never knew I needed—sadness, love, anger, hope, longing, desire… After I confes