Chapter forty-seven

In the cold, dimly lit cell, Sera’s eyes flutter open. The silver-induced chains dig into her flesh as she attempts to stir, and her memories gradually return. She can't recall how long she’s been tied up, or how many days she’s been unconscious, but she's certain that she’s back in Damon’s mansion.

Weakness and pain course through her as her mind replays Lohan’s death. The wolves that attacked them that night severed his body parts right before her until he lost his life. Watching the only support in her life killed in such a gruesome way had caused her to blank out.

“Did he suspect anything when he found May’s? What will happen to me now?” Serafina ponders hard, shivering at the thought of having to live without any support.

Just like the cell, she feels empty and cold. She misses Lohan. He was her loyal friend.

Sera is aware that Damon kept her alive to interrogate her, but she’s clueless about her. She doesn't know anything about Luca’s former blood slut, except her surname.

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