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But when it’s over, and they are left panting, their bodies spent, the weight of everything crashes down like a crumbling wall hit by a wrecking ball… or a sledge hammer. Wilson, his chest heaving, looks sideways at her, the haze of lust lifting just enough for the realization to sink in. This wasn’t about them. Not really.He pulls away, breathing heavily, but he doesn’t say a word. The silence between them stretches, thick and tense.Selena lies there for a moment, staring up at the ceiling, her chest still rising and falling with the aftershocks of what had just transpired. But there’s no satisfaction, no sense of release. If anything, she feels more trapped, more suffocated by the truth that gnaws at her.Finally, she sits up, her eyes hard as steel. "This changes nothing."Wilson watches her, his expression unreadable. "It never does… sex is just an experiment… life’s is the real thing."With a blank expression, Selena mutters, “Now I understand why misery hates to be alone, and
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Her chest tightens as she finally gives in to his pressure. With a deep breath, she begins. “It’s about someone… a woman,” she says slowly. "Her name is Seraphina."Wilson's brow furrows. The name stirs something deep within his memory, a distant echo of something his father had once spoken of in hushed, ominous tones. “Seraphina…” he repeats, testing the name on his tongue. “Who is she?”"I don’t know," Selena admits, her voice low. "But she found me. She approached me like she’s known me for years. And… she looks like me, Wilson. Like a dark reflection of me. She has this… this aura. It’s like she’s been watching me, waiting for the right moment to strike."Wilson sits back up, fully now, all traces of casual post-coital relaxation vanishing. His expression hardens, taking on the sharpness of an alpha always on the edge of battle. “Watching you? For what?”“I don’t know,” she says, her voice trembling slightly. “But after I met her, I went to Demika and Chloe. I needed to make sense
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The morning is still, heavy with the kind of silence that lingers just before the world comes alive. Selena quietly slips out of the pack house, her footsteps light as she navigates the winding halls. Wilson lies in a deep slumber, finally at ease after an entire night spent watching over her. His chest rises and falls with rhythmic precision, his face free of the tension he always wears like armor. But as peaceful as he looks, Selena knows it’s a temporary reprieve. Both of them are wound too tightly by the secrets that now threaten to unravel their fragile balance.She inhales deeply as the brisk morning air kisses her skin, the cold somehow soothing the tempest within her. Her mind is a mess, an avalanche of thoughts crashing down with relentless force. Each step she takes towards the inn only serves to bring more confusion, her heart weighted by Demika’s recent words, the suggestion that clings to her like an unwelcome shadow… Seraphina might be your mother.It’s a thought she can
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The air between them vibrates with tension, thick as the mist curling at their feet. Selena’s eyes burn with defiance, her lips pulled into a tight sneer as she glares at the mystery of a woman standing before her—Seraphina. The shadowy forest seems to recede into the background, leaving just the two of them in a space where nothing exists except the swirling maelstrom of words unsaid. Seraphina, wrapped in the eerie elegance of her black leather jumpsuit, stands with a calm that belies the storm inside her. Her eyes—those striking dark eyes floating in a halo of a glowing blue that matches Selena’s own—reflecting the blood-red orbs seem softer now, the predator's edge momentarily dulled."Selena," Seraphina's voice cuts through the silence like a blade dipped in honey, her tone measured but laden with ineffable emotion. "I didn’t come here to fight. You need to know the truth. You are mine—my blood, my daughter."Selena clenches her fists, her nails biting into the flesh of her palms
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