“Why wouldn’t he just tell me?” I muttered to myself. “What else is he hiding?” Seraphine, a wolf-less Luna, is trapped in a fated bond with Alpha Lucien, the leader of the Crimson Pack—who may hold the key to her parents’ brutal murder. Haunted by fragments of that tragic night, she uncovers a chilling conspiracy that ties her mate’s pack to her family’s downfall. Driven by vengeance, Seraphine regains her wolf and her strength, determined to destroy Lucien and the Crimson Pack. But when buried truths reveal unexpected betrayals and dangerous alliances, she’s forced to decide: trust the man she swore to hate or risk losing everything in a deadly war for justice and love.
View MoreLucien’s POVI sat on the edge of my bed, my head buried in my hands. The room was suffocatingly quiet, every object within it a cruel reminder of Seraphine. The scent of her lavender perfume still lingered on the sheets, mocking me. The framed photo on my bedside table seemed to glare at me—a frozen moment in time where she was smiling, happy, alive."Why?" I muttered, my voice trembling with the weight of my emotions.Because you couldn’t save her, Thorin growled in my mind, his voice a mirror of my own frustration.“Shut up,” I snapped out loud.The bed creaked as I stood abruptly, pacing the length of the room like a caged animal. My fists clenched so tightly that my knuckles turned white, the veins on the back of my hands straining against my skin. The walls felt like they were closing in, each step I took bringing me closer to an implosion.You’re wasting time, Lucien, Thorin growled again. All this sulking—it’s pathetic."Pathetic?" I hissed, slamming my fist into the wall besi
Lucien’s POVI stood near the borders of the pack, the towering trees swaying gently in the breeze. The woods stretched endlessly before me, their silence broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves. My gaze lingered on the movements, hypnotized. Yet my thoughts were far from peaceful.Seraphine isn’t dead, I told myself for what felt like the hundredth time today.Why are you lying to yourself? came the sharp, guttural voice of Thorin, my wolf. You know she’s gone. Move on, Lucien. You’re no good to anyone like this.“No!” I growled under my breath, fists clenching at my sides. “I can’t move on. I won’t.”You’re being ridiculous, Thorin shot back, his tone edged with frustration. You’re not just some lovesick pup. You’re an Alpha! The pack depends on you, and here you are, mooning over a ghost.“She’s not a ghost,” I snapped, my voice barely above a whisper. “You don’t understand, Thorin. I love her. I can’t let go. It’s like she’s still here, like she’s calling out to me.”Callin
Lucien’s POVI was getting stronger, feeling better these past few days. Guess I’m starting to get over Seraphine. I can do this, I told myself as I walked toward the courtroom. The crisp morning air carried a subtle chill, but I barely noticed. My focus was sharp. Today, the Council had decided to gather, and as Alpha, my presence was mandatory.The grand doors of the courtroom loomed ahead, their carved wood imposing yet familiar. Pushing them open, I stepped inside. The room was already buzzing with conversation, but the moment they saw me, silence fell like a shroud. One by one, they stood.“Alpha Lucien,” they greeted in unison.I raised my hand, a simple gesture that signaled them to sit. They obeyed instantly, their chairs scraping against the polished floor as they settled back down. My eyes scanned the room, taking in the faces of my Council. Each of them carried their own weight of responsibility, but none compared to mine.“So,” I began, my voice steady, “what matters do we
Lucien’s POV“Alpha. Alpha!”The voice echoed, dragging me out of the chaos in my mind. I blinked, disoriented, my gaze snapping toward the source. It was Mira, the Royal Nurse, standing at the foot of my bed. Her expression was calm, but her eyes held a mix of concern and frustration.“You need to eat, Alpha,” she said, her voice gentle but firm. “And take your medication.”I let out a harsh breath, turning my head away to stare at the wall. “I’m not hungry.”Mira didn’t move. “You haven’t eaten all day. If you continue like this, your body will collapse. Again.”Her words sent a pang of irritation through me. I didn’t need the reminder of how I’d slumped over during the courtroom meeting three days ago. In front of my pack leaders, no less. The embarrassment still burned, but it was nothing compared to the weight crushing me from all sides.“I’ll eat later,” I muttered, my voice clipped.“No, Alpha.” Mira stepped closer, her tone soft but unyielding. “You’ve been saying that for day
Seraphina’s POVblinked, trying to steady my breathing as I took in my surroundings. Everything felt surreal, like I had stepped into another world. The trees, the sky, the ground – all of it looked familiar yet utterly alien. The colors were too vivid, the air too still, and an unnatural glow seemed to emanate from everything. A strange energy thrummed around me, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.“What is going on?” I whispered to myself, panic rising in my chest. My voice echoed back, unnaturally loud in the eerie silence.“Lucas?” I called, spinning around. “Derek?”Nothing. No sign of them. No sound except the faint hum in the air. My heart pounded in my chest as dread crept over me. “Where are you?” I shouted, my voice trembling.Then came the pain. A sharp, searing ache coursed through my body, forcing me to my knees. My hands clawed at the ground, which felt soft and warm, almost alive. The pain wasn’t physical but something deeper, like it was ripping throu
Seraphina’s POVLucas went quiet for a moment, his jaw tight, his eyes flickering with emotions I couldn’t quite read. Finally, he sighed. “I didn’t mean to piss you off, Seraphina. Okay? I’m sorry.”I crossed my arms, still fuming but softened slightly by his apology. “You’re always stirring up something, Lucas.”“I know, but don’t worry,” he said with an almost maddening confidence. “All of this will be solved. You’ll see.”“How?” I asked, skepticism thick in my tone.“Just follow me,” he said simply, gesturing for me to walk with him.With a deep sigh, I nodded. “Fine.”Derek and Lucas led the way deeper into the woods. I followed them, my boots crunching against the forest floor as the towering trees closed in around us. The air grew cooler, the sunlight dimming as the dense canopy blocked it out. My heart thudded louder with every step, a mixture of curiosity and unease swirling in my chest.“Where are we even going?” I asked.“You’ll see,” Lucas replied without turning, his voic
Seraphina’s POVLucas had insisted I come with him, claiming he had a plan to help me reconnect with my wolf. I had agreed, though doubt clung to me like a second skin. As we ventured deeper into the woods, the air grew cooler, the scent of pine and damp earth more pronounced.“You’re awfully quiet back there,” Lucas said, glancing over his shoulder.“Just thinking,” I replied, pulling my jacket tighter around me. “This place feels… different.”“It’s meant to,” Lucas said cryptically, his lips curving into a slight smile. “You’ll see soon enough.”Derek scoffed from behind me. “You sure you know what you’re doing, Lucas?”Lucas shot him a look. “Trust me for once, will you? Just keep your eyes peeled.”I sighed, my gaze shifting to the trees around us. “Where exactly are we going?”Lucas slowed his pace until he was walking beside me. “To a place I think might help you. But first, let’s talk about something that’s been on my mind.”I raised an eyebrow. “And what’s that?”He hesitated,
Seraphina’s POVI couldn’t sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, the same haunting images returned. Lucien, with his cold, calculating gaze. Ryder, his twisted smirk as if he knew something I didn’t. They loomed over me in my nightmares, their shadows stretching endlessly. They weren’t just haunting my dreams—they were stalking me, taunting me, reminding me of what could come if I faltered.I sat up with a start, my breath shallow and quick. The room was dark, save for the faint sliver of moonlight creeping in through the curtains. I felt trapped, suffocated by the four walls of the cabin.With a heavy sigh, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood. The cool wooden floor beneath my feet grounded me, but it wasn’t enough. I needed air. I needed to feel something other than this overwhelming dread.Wrapping a blanket around my shoulders, I stepped outside. The night greeted me with a gentle breeze, cool against my skin. The trees swayed softly in the wind, their rustling leaves
Seraphina’s POVI’ve been indoors for so long, I thought I’d go mad. The walls of Derek’s cabin felt like they were closing in on me. My guards hovered like shadows, always watching, always waiting. I couldn’t even step outside to breathe without them following close behind.I needed peace. I needed to feel the sun on my skin, the wind in my hair. But most of all, I needed to clear my mind. Derek and Lucas had made it clear they wanted revenge. They wanted blood for what Lucien’s pack had done to my family. But that path felt so wrong to me. How could I strike at the man I… the man I loved? Even if he’d kept the truth about my parents’ death from me. Even if my heart was breaking every time I thought about it.I sat by the window, staring out into the forest, trying to muster the courage to step outside.The sound of the door creaking open broke my thoughts. Lucas walked in, carrying a rabbit in one hand and a proud smile on his face.“Hey, look who finally left her nest,” Lucas said
Seraphine’s POV“Do you ever cook for him, Seraphine?” Elena asked, her lips curling into a mischievous smile.I sipped my tea slowly, buying time. “Cook? For Lucien?” I shrugged. “Not really my thing.”She raised an eyebrow. “You’re Luna now. It wouldn’t hurt to surprise your mate with something homemade every now and then. I mean, you already have him wrapped around your finger. Imagine how much tighter the knot would be with your cooking skills.”I chuckled, though the idea unsettled me. “I don’t think he’d care. He’s busy with pack matters most of the time.”Elena leaned closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. “You don’t have to want to. But everyone’s watching you, Seraphine. They want proof that you’re a perfect Luna—devoted, loving, and all that. Baking cookies might just silence those whispers about you not being ‘worthy.’”Her words hit a nerve. I hated that she was right. The pack already saw me as an outsider—a wolfless Luna with no bloodline to back up my title. I haven't...
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