Seraphina’s POV"You are no longer solely by yourself." Opening my eyes I felt an overwhelming difference in the air... How long was I out?The voice struck me like a clap of thunder. I suddenly sat up, gasping for oxygen as if I had been drowning, and my eyes sprung open in a matter of seconds. The hammering of my heart against my chest was so intense that it caused me pain. Was that my wolf I just heard?It took a few minutes for the room to come into focus, revealing everything that was there: the low light that was coming in through the ancient wooden slats, the subtle aroma of lavender that was blended with something earthy and untamed."Who's there?" As my throat became dry, I croaked out the words, which came out sounding like a whisper. My voice sounded strange, weak, like it belonged to someone else. Have you heard me? And lastly. I froze. That wasn’t a voice in the room. It was in my brain as well. And it wasn’t mine. “No… No, no, no,” I whispered, clutching at the she
Seraphina's POVThe feelings within me surged, crashing like an uncontrolled wave. My wolf howled, a sound so primal and fierce it echoed through my mind and threatened to pull me under. But the priestess's words steadied me, a tether in the storm of chaos."I must control it," I whispered, squeezing my hands tighter until my knuckles whitened. My breath hitched, the effort of keeping my feelings in check a fight I wasn’t sure I could win."You must," the priestess repeated, her steady eyes holding me in place. "Your wolf’s power is tied to your feelings, Seraphine. If you allow rage to lead you, you will be no different than those who hurt you."Her words pierced through me, sparking a war in my chest. The raw rage demanded revenge, yet a small, fragile voice inside me—a residue of who I had been before—pleaded for caution."How do I fight it?" I asked, my voice shaking. "How do I control something so powerful when all I feel is this… this hatred?"The priestess stood, her presence l
Seraphina’s POVI was already getting tired and bored of just sleeping every day and waking up. Yeah, the priestess said I need to rest so I can recover fully, but I have been resting for more than two weeks now. My wolf has been really agile and eager to do something. I won’t lie—the feeling is just so different. Like, my wolf hasn’t even allowed me to rest a bit since I woke up. We talk a lot. It’s like she’s my best friend."I have always wanted to be let out," she said to me as I sat on the bed."Really?" I answered, using my mind."I have been locked up for ages," she said. Even as she spoke, she sounded happy she was finally out. "Now I can check myself out to the fullest potential."I won’t lie, I was really lost. Like, yeah, I knew people had wolves and all, but THIS IS SO NEW! I felt like I was running mad."Chill, Sera," she said."Sera?" I answered, confused."Yeah, I’ve given you a nickname. Seraphina is too long for me to call," she said.I just giggled. "Fine. Sera is fi
Seraphina’s POVLook out!!!" the trainer shouted, but I had already seen it. I dodged the attack, turning my body just in time to avoid the wooden stick swinging toward my ribs. My own stick came down hard, falling exactly on my opponent’s side. She let out a grunt and fell onto the ground with a loud thud.I took a deep breath and stretched out my hand. "Here. Get up."She grabbed my hand, her grip strong, and I pulled her up. She was breathing hard, her eyes filled with frustration but also a hint of respect."Damn, you’re getting better," Fiona, my wolf, said in my mind, sounding smug."Yeah, sure," I mumbled back with a small smile.I turned my gaze toward the priestess, who stood at the far right of the courtyard, watching. Her arms were crossed, and she had a pleased look on her face. I had been training for a week now, and already, I had won more than half of my one-on-one duels.My wolf, Fiona, was getting stronger, and I could feel it. Every day, my movements became sharper,
Seraphina’s POV"That was one hell of a day," I said, plopping onto the bench and grabbing a cup of water. My entire body was drenched in sweat, but damn, I was smiling. I had kicked some serious ass today, and that alone made every sore muscle worth it."We did good today," Fiona hummed in my head, sounding proud.I nodded, taking a big gulp of water before answering her in my mind. "Yeah, we sure did. And you, Fiona, are the best partner I could ask for."She practically purred at that. "Finally, you’re getting the hang of this. I’ve been waiting for you to realize just how powerful we are together."I chuckled, wiping sweat off my forehead. "Well, I get it now. And it’s all because of you."Before Fiona could respond, the priestess walked in, her expression unreadable. She stopped a few feet away, arms crossed, staring at me like she was analyzing every bit of my existence."You’re impressive," she finally said.I raised a brow. "Oh? I take that as a compliment."She smirked. "It i
Seraphina’s POVThe priestess looked at me and then turned away. "Follow me." I made a face. "Where are we going?""You’ll see." It hurts from the last fight, but I sighed and fell into step with her. I thought Fiona was just as interested as I was. "What do you think she’s up to?" I asked my wolf. "No idea," Fiona said. "But I like her confidence." The goddess chuckled. "You and your dog are bonding well. I love that." I blinked at her. "Wait, how did you—" She laughed. "Have you forgotten? I’m the goddess." "Oh. Right." I huffed. "Still, that’s not fair. What if I wanted to kill you? You’d hear all my plans." She laughed even harder. "You can try, little dog. I’d end you in minutes." I snorted, shaking my head as we walked down the barely lit hallway. "Cocky, aren’t you?" "Confident," she corrected, shooting me a grin. "Big difference." "Mmmhmm. Sure." We passed through the training hall, the sound of sparring fighters ringing around us. I recognized a few faces, but non
Seraphina’s POVI stumbled back. “What did you just say?”The priestess held my eyes. “Your father made a deal with me to lock away your wolf.”My heart beat. “That doesn’t make any sense! Why would he do that? Why would he make me weak?”“To keep you alive.”I clenched my hands. “Alive from what?”Her eyes darkened. “From the same people who murdered your parents.”A cold shiver ran down my spine. My memories were fuzzy, but I could feel them coming back, piece by piece.“I… I saw something,” I whispered. “The night they died. A crest. Red.”The lady nodded. “The Blood Crimson Alpha.”The words made my stomach twist. I had heard of them before, muttered stories of brutality, of killing. But there was only one Alpha I could think of. One name that rang in my mind like a curse.“Lucien.”The priestess breathed sharply. “You remember.”“Not everything,” I admitted, my voice shaking. “Just flashes. His figure in the darkness. The crest. The screams.” I swallowed hard. “Why? Why would he
Seraphina's POVAs I opened my eyes, I found out that I was in a room, covered with a blanket, and a cup of hot coffee was by my side, with a towel inside warm water on the other side. My whole body ached, my muscles sore like I had been hit by a rock."Where is this?" I mumbled, my voice hoarse.The last thing I remembered was me turning in the woods… Fiona taking over… then nothing. Guess I passed out.I tried to sit up, but my limbs wouldn’t obey. Pain shot through my arms and legs, causing me to let out a sharp breath. My skin was littered with bruises, dark spots running from my hands down to my legs."Is this how moving is? So painful?" I thought out loud, aching as I moved my fingers.Fiona?I whispered in my mind, looking for her presence, but there was nothing. A hollow silence filled the space where she should have been.Fiona? I called again, fear creeping in. But still, no answer."What’s wrong?" I grumbled, my chest tightening."Don’t worry, I had to put her to sleep."I
Seraphine's POVAs it stood... all I could do was just get pissed more and more. My wolf Fiona was way too weak... she couldn't even communicate with me really much again. I wasn't fed well, I wasn't even catered for well. I have just been locked up in this cage. But I don't regret my actions. I would do it again and again if I have to. I don't care. I am here to kill Lucien, and that I must do.Footsteps. Heavy ones. I knew the sound too well by now. The guard was coming with food. I sat up, my back pressing against the cold, damp wall. The air in this place was stale, filled with the scent of rot and old blood. I clenched my fists as the footsteps stopped right outside my cell.The metal door groaned open. A plate was shoved inside. Bread. Soup. The usual garbage. My stomach twisted in anger more than hunger."Eat," the guard grunted.I glared at him, my body tensed. He was careless today. Standing a little too close. If not for these damn chains... I felt my wolf stir weakly at the
Lucas's POVThe problem at hand is getting out of control. Alpha Damien is getting ground faster than I expected. I can feel the stress in the room as my leaders gather around the table in the strategy room. They’re all looking to me for answers, for some sort of plan that will turn this war in our favor. But all I can think about is the Luna—her words, her betrayal, and the chaos she’s brought into my life.“All I want right now is to make sure my pack is safe and that everything works out just fine,” I said, pacing around the room. “We need to win this war. No matter what.”“Alpha, may I speak freely?” one of the leaders, Marcus, asked, standing up.I waved a hand. “Go ahead.”Marcus cleared his throat, looking at the others before locking eyes with me. “The major reason we’re losing is because the soldiers believe the Luna is back. They’re saying she’ll bring bad luck.”My chest tightened. I slammed my fist on the table, making the leaders jump. “We are not here to discuss supersti
Lucas's POV"Get the army ready. We have a war to fight."That was my final order to the Twins before I left for the priestess’s house. I needed to ensure Seraphina would remain asleep for another year. My claim to the throne had to be secured, and she was the only real threat standing in my way.Arriving at the priestess’s dwelling, I was met by her servants, their faces blank and unreadable. They bowed slightly, stepping aside as I approached the grand entrance."I need to see the priestess," I said, my voice steady but firm.One of the servants hesitated before responding. "She is in her chambers, my lord. She will be called. Please wait here."I exhaled sharply, forcing myself to stay calm. I had no time to wait. But I knew better than to push the priestess’s patience. So, I sat down, my fingers tapping against the armrest of the wooden chair.Minutes passed. Too many. The anticipation was suffocating. I was so close to my goal, yet everything still felt fragile. If Seraphina woke
Lucas’s POVThe fight between Alpha Damien and Alpha Lucien has been going just as planned," I said, sipping my wine in my house. "Now, the right time for me to strike is near.""Uncle... strike what?"I turned to see the Twin Alphas standing in my doorway. Their sharp eyes studied me as if trying to understand my words."Ah, nothing," I said quickly, waving a hand. "Just talking to myself."They traded looks, clearly unconvinced, but didn’t push further."Alright," one of them said. "We actually came here to tell you that the other agents you sent are here. They’d like to see you."I nodded. "Good. I’ll be downstairs in a minute."They paused for a second before finally leaving, slamming the door behind them. I smirked, stirring the wine in my glass as I leaned back into my chair.Over a year ago, I had Seraphina taken to a healer, and she had been asleep ever since. That made it the best moment for me to take everything that was rightfully mine. Without her around, my plans were mov
Ryder's POVI walked outside angrily, still fuming. I did everything right for the pack. I made sure Seraphina was out. I made sure she was gone, yet she survived. And now she was back? Talking all kinds of nonsense to Lucien? Trying to ruin everything I had built? No. I wouldn’t allow it.“She should be dead,” I muttered, my fists clenching as I walked to my guards. “She was supposed to be dead.”As I approached, my guards straightened and bowed. “Beta Ryder.”“I have a job for you,” I said without hesitation. “Tell me about the guards around Seraphina’s cell.”One of them, Jax, stepped forward. “Her prison is heavily guarded, Beta. The Alpha ordered extra men to watch her. No one goes in or out without permission.”I cursed under my breath. Of course, Lucien would do that. “How many?”“Four inside, four outside. Two more at the entrance to the dungeon.”Ten guards. That was more than I expected. “Who’s leading them?”“Hale.”I gritted my teeth. Hale was one of Lucien’s most loyal me
Lucien’s POVI walked back into my study room, angrily, even as I was lost in thought on everything that Seraphina told me earlier. Was she actually right? That Ryder was behind her attempted death? Nah... It can't be true. She can't be serious, I said to myself, even as I was so angry, trying to suppress my anger.The door creaked open, and Ryder stepped in, his usual smug look in place. "Alpha," he said, nodding at me. "Our men are winning in the war at the southern part of the pack. We have the rogues cornered. Just a little more force and—"I didn't let him finish.Grabbing him by the collar, I slammed him against the wall, my fingers tightening around his shirt. His eyes widened in shock. "What the hell, Lucien?!"I growled lowly. "You tell me, Ryder. Tell me why Seraphina is saying you were behind her attempted death! Tell me why she would look me in the eye and swear that my own Beta—my so-called right-hand man—is a traitor!"He scoffed, his lips curling into an amused smirk ev
Seraphina’s POV"Ryder," I spat, the name hanging in the air like a poison. "Your so-called right-hand man is the one who wanted me dead.""What?!" Lucien's eyes flared with surprise, his hands shaking as he stepped toward me. "You're lying!"The slap came too quickly for me to brace myself. My head snapped to the side, and the sting burst through my skin. Blood rushed into my mouth, and I tasted iron on my tongue.I wiped my mouth slowly, a slow smile twisting up the corner of my lips. "I don't lie, Lucien. Not about things that matter.""You think you can turn me against my Beta?" His voice was low, angry, each word holding the weight of a threat. His jaw clenched as if holding back a monster, his whole body shaking with repressed anger.I laughed bitterly, tasting the metallic taste of blood again. "What makes you think I give a damn about your Beta?"He advanced, looming over me, his shadow swallowing the dim light in the cell. "You’d better stop lying, Seraphina. If you think you
Seraphina’s POVGuess the loneliness has started kicking in.Night was falling, and I could still hear the clash of Damien and Lucien's men outside. The distant sound of swords clashing and men grunting filled the cold air, a cruel reminder that the war was far from over. I shifted slightly, my chains clanking against the stone floor, the silver still burning my skin. My body was screaming in pain, but my mind? It was sharper than ever.At this point, I didn’t even know if I had made the wrong choice coming here all alone, against the Priestess’s will. But what choice did I have? I needed my revenge, and I needed it fast."You didn’t," a voice in my head said.Ava.I scowled. "Don’t start.""You should have waited," she said, her voice calm but firm."Waited for what?" I snapped, biting down the anger rising in my chest. "For Lucien to get stronger? For Damien to finish what he started? You saw what he did to us, Ava! And where were you? Where were you when I was almost killed?" My vo
Seraphina’s POVFucking get up...The voice was faraway, almost unreal. It repeated in my head, pulling me from the darkness. My body felt heavy, my limbs like dead weight. I tried to open my eyes, but they refused to follow. My head pounded, a dull ache spreading through my brain.Then—cold. Ice-cold water crashed against my skin, pulling me back into awareness. A sharp gasp ripped from my throat as my body jerked awake. My eyes flew open, and I saw them. Four guards stood around me, their faces emotionless, their eyes void of compassion. What the hell! I struggled, but something was wrong. My body refused to move the way it should. I reached for my wolf, calling to her, demanding her strength— But there was nothing. Silence. Panic crawled up my spine. My dog had never abandoned me. Not once. But now, she was gone—silent, inaccessible. I tried to move again. My arms didn’t budge. My legs felt stiff. What the fuck? I forced myself to look down and saw them. Chains. Thick, huge