Humans were off limit. Seraphina Hunters even more so but Adolphus has crossed the limit when he became curious, followed his instinct and fell in love. He brought her world to ashes, now she would bring him to his knees. In the town of Damford, humans live unaware that werewolves from the realm of Damoria walk among them, hidden in plain sight. Seraphina Hunters, the youngest and only daughter of a family dedicated to eradicating these creatures, finds herself caught between two worlds. Raised to despise werewolves, her clandestine meetings with Adolphus, the alpha’s son, ignite a forbidden love. When Seraphina’s father kills the alpha, a fierce retaliation leaves her family seemingly annihilated, and Seraphina alone and devastated. Kidnapped by Adolphus and taken to Damoria, she learns that he needs her to fulfill his destiny as the new alpha. But she harbors nothing but hatred for the man who led the attack against her kin. As Seraphina grapples with her conflicting emotions and the shocking revelation that her family is imprisoned, not dead, a new menace looms. Demons infiltrate Damford, forcing an unlikely alliance between hunters and werewolves. In a desperate bid to save their world, Seraphina and Adolphus must bridge the chasm of their past and face the threat together. Caught in a web of desire, betrayal, and war, Seraphina must decide: Can she trust the man who destroyed her life, or will their pasts forever doom their future? Dive into a tale of passion and peril, where love is both the battleground and the prize.
View More“You’ve been moody today,” he said, leaning closer, his body looming like a shadow over her. As if she hasn't been moody since she came here.“Care to tell me why? Or shall I guess?”Seraphina’s breath hitched.His presence was overwhelming, the air around him practically humming with restrained energy.Her thoughts were wild and incoherent as she glared up at him. “Just… move, Adolphus. I don’t want to talk to you right now.”His smirk faded. In its place came something darker, something sharper.He tilted his head, his piercing gaze narrowing as if trying to peer straight into her soul.“Why?” he murmured, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. He moved closer, his body brushing against hers as he leaned in.“Because—” Her words caught in her throat as his face dipped toward her neck.The warm puff of his breath against her skin made her stomach twist, a mix of fear and something she didn’t want to acknowledge.He inhaled deeply, his nose brushing the curve of her neck.His entir
“Who am I even becoming?” she whispered aloud, her voice soft but laced with self-reproach.But as she said the words, something inside her clicked.Her gaze sharpened, and she straightened her shoulders, her fingers loosening their grip on the towel. I’m Seraphina Hunters.I come from a family of hunters, and I’m not some timid little girl who hides in bathrooms.She took a deep breath, her lips pressing into a firm line.She could feel her heart still hammering in her chest, but she forced herself to ignore it. She was brave. She had to be.With that thought, she reached for the door handle, hesitating only for a second before pulling it open.The cool air from the bedroom greeted her, raising goosebumps on her damp skin as she stepped out.The towel felt smaller now, more precarious, but she held her chin high, refusing to let herself shrink under the weight of her own nerves.She rushed out of the room and into the passage.The living room was quiet, but she knew he was there. She
She closed her eyes, letting the heat seep into her muscles, washing away the tension that had been coiling inside her all day. For a moment, it felt as if the world outside didn’t exist. The water cascaded over her, and she leaned her head back, letting it soak her hair. But as the steam enveloped her, a strange sensation prickled at the back of her neck—a feeling she couldn’t quite place. Her eyes snapped open, her heart thudding as she turned her head sharply toward the doorway. And there he was. Adolphus stood leaning casually against the frame, his dark eyes fixed on her with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine. His presence was commanding, magnetic, and wholly unnerving. “I didn’t think you’d be here,” he said, his voice low and laced with something she couldn’t decipher. Her breath hitched, and she instinctively moved to shield herself, though the frosted glass offered her some semblance of privacy. “What are you doing here?” she managed, her v
And yet, she felt like an outsider looking in, the human among wolves. Her thoughts drifted before she could stop them. Adolphus. He was nowhere to be seen. She hated that she noticed. Hated that her heart sank at his absence, that the corners of her mind insisted on conjuring his image—his intense eyes, the way his presence filled a space, the rare moments when his lips curved into something close to a smile. The more she tried to ignore it, the louder her thoughts became. Where was he? Why wasn’t he here with the others? Did he avoid her deliberately, or was he dealing with something else entirely? “Seraphina?” The voice jolted her from her spiraling thoughts. She looked up to see Lady Elara standing over her, a kind smile on her face and a plate of food in her hands. “You’ve barely touched your meal,” Lady Elara observed, sitting down beside her. “The cooks worked hard on this, you know.” Seraphina forced a small smile. “It’s good, really. I guess I’m just
The older woman beside her reached out and patted her hand gently. “Don’t mind the girls,” she said kindly. “We’re glad you’re here, truly. It’s not every day we get to see someone from your world, and… well, it takes some getting used to on both sides, doesn’t it?” Seraphina nodded, grateful for the small gesture of understanding. She glanced down at the curtain in her hands, the repetitive motion of scrubbing starting to ease some of the tension in her chest. As the morning went on, the group fell into a comfortable rhythm, their laughter and chatter filling the air. Seraphina found herself relaxing, if only slightly, as the work distracted her from the storm of emotions still swirling inside her. But even as she scrubbed and rinsed, her thoughts kept drifting back to Adolphus—to the intensity of his gaze, the warmth of his touch, and the maddening way he seemed to unravel her without even trying. As the sun climbed higher, the women finished washing the last of the
“What are you doing?” she asked, her voice edged with suspicion. Adolphus didn’t answer right away. He dipped his hands into the water, cupping it before pouring it over her feet. Seraphina froze. His movements were slow, deliberate, and reverent. With each gentle pour, he rinsed away the dirt and tension that clung to her, his touch impossibly soft for someone so powerful, so destructive. “You don’t have to carry the weight alone,” he said finally, his voice low and steady. “You don’t have to bear the pain by yourself.” She stared at him, her heart twisting in her chest. “You’re the one who caused it,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “You’re the reason I have nothing left.” Adolphus paused, his hands stilling. When he looked up at her, his dark eyes were filled with a regret so raw it made her breath catch. “I know,” he said quietly. “And I’ll spend the rest of my life making up for it… if you’ll let me.” Seraphina’s throat tightened, her tears threatening to
The walk to the lake felt like a lifetime to Seraphina, her senses heightened with each step. The forest was beautiful, its towering trees swaying gently under the morning sunlight, their branches casting shifting patterns of shadow and light along the dirt path. Birds chirped in the distance, and the crisp air carried the faint scent of pine. But none of it brought her peace. She felt Adolphus’s presence behind her like a physical weight, his eyes boring into her back. Every time she glanced over her shoulder, she caught his dark gaze following her, unwavering, protective, yet unnerving. Lady Elara led the way with an effortless grace, chatting softly with the other women who had joined them. Seraphina tried to focus on their conversation, but her thoughts kept drifting back to Adolphus. His intensity rattled her, made her skin prickle, but it also made her stomach tighten in a way she refused to acknowledge. As they broke through the trees, the lake came int
“What’s this?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “It’s a gift,” she said, her tone defensive. “Don’t make it weird.” He picked it up, turning it over in his hands, and then looked back at her. She was fidgeting with the strings of her hoodie, her cheeks slightly pink. “You got me… socks?” “You don’t wear them,” she pointed out, her voice sharp but her ears visibly reddening. “Your fancy shoes don’t make you invincible, you know. Blisters are a thing.” He barked out a laugh, the sound filling the quiet bar. “You’ve been worrying about my feet?” She scowled. “Don’t read too much into it. It’s just… practical.” Adolphus studied her, his laughter fading into a soft smile. She was always like this—prickly on the surface, but there was so much care beneath it. It wasn’t just the socks; it was her noticing that he never wore them, her deciding to fix that in her own way. “Thank you,” he said, his voice low and sincere. She glanced at him then, her green eyes wide with surpris
Seraphina stirred slightly, letting out a faint mumble, and his heart stopped. He froze, holding his breath, watching as her eyes fluttered briefly before she shifted deeper into the couch. A small sigh escaped her lips, and she stilled again. He exhaled quietly, continuing his task, a small, tender smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. When he was finished, her hair was no longer wet, and her breathing remained slow and steady. He leaned back, studying her face. Even now, with her guard down, there was a hint of sadness in the curve of her lips, a shadow of whatever haunted her. Adolphus brushed his fingers lightly over her hair, his expression softening further. “You drive me crazy, little hunter,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. He stood and took the damp towel back to his room, glancing at her one last time before disappearing into the shadows. She’s safe for now, he thought, his heart aching with both relief and longing. And that’s enough for tonight.
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