All Chapters of The Alpha's Damnation: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The house was oppressively silent, the kind of quiet that felt intentional, as if the world itself wanted her to sit with her thoughts and stew. Seraphina leaned against the windowsill, staring out at the scenery beyond. The weather was unexpectedly pleasant, a soft, balmy breeze carrying the faint scent of pine and damp earth. She had imagined werewolves living in bustling packs, constantly surrounded by noise and activity. But here? There was only the quiet hum of nature, a stillness she didn’t trust. Where is everyone? she thought, her brow furrowing. But she wouldn’t ask. She didn’t want to know. She had planned to do nothing today. No exploring, no stepping outside the house—just sitting in solitude and waiting for this nightmare to end. But as the minutes dragged on, she realized there was nothing in the house to hold her interest. No books to read, no distractions to cling to. Or maybe she simply didn’t want to be interested in anything Adolphus or his wor

Adolphus watched from below, his smirk softening into something almost…admiring. But when she glanced down at him, he quickly looked away, back to his feet, as if she were the one who’d been caught staring. She sighed and before she’d look up again he was perched up and smiling down to her, her eyes widened and she looked down, he landed square before her eyes making her roll her eyes. “Show-off,” she muttered, shaking her head as she continued upward. Séraphina knew more of foreign animals than Adolphus because her parent, her family were supernatural hunters and they caught and brought all sort of creatures. A monkey was one of them one day and Seraphina was happy she won this argument. Finally, she reached the wide, flat branch she’d been aiming for. She perched on it carefully, her legs dangling over the edge. The view from up there was breathtaking—endless trees stretching out in every direction, the sky an endless expanse of blue above her. For the first time

After finishing her meal, Seraphina pushed back her chair, her movements stiff and reluctant. She glanced at Adolphus’s mother, who stood by the sink washing dishes, her kindness palpable in every gesture. Seraphina swallowed her pride and mumbled, “Thank you for the food.” His mother turned, her smile gentle and understanding. “You’re welcome, dear. You can always come back if you need anything.” Seraphina gave a faint nod, clutching the bundle of clothes to her chest as she left. The moment she stepped out of the house, she heard footsteps behind her. Adolphus was following, his strides long and casual, but his presence was anything but subtle. She glanced over her shoulder. “Why are you following me?” she snapped, her voice laced with irritation. “I want to make sure you don’t get lost,” he said smoothly, shoving his hands into his pockets. “Wouldn’t want you wandering into the woods and getting eaten.” “I can handle myself,” she retorted, quickening her pace t

Adolphus stood by the edge of Seraphina’s bed, his eyes softening as he watched her sleep. The moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow over her face, illuminating the delicate features he had come to cherish more than he could admit. Her long lashes fluttered slightly, and her lips parted in a quiet sigh, drawing him closer with an invisible force. He missed her, missed the way she used to look at him before everything fell apart. Before the betrayal, before the bloodshed. But he knew she needed space, a chance to process the devastation he had brought into her life. It was the least he could offer her now. So he stayed at a distance, even when all he wanted was to hold her close and beg for a forgiveness he knew he didn’t deserve. Adolphus couldn’t resist any longer. He reached out, his large hand gently brushing against her cheek, the warmth of her skin a stark contrast to the coldness that had settled in his chest since the night of the m

She held her breath, bracing for what would come next, when suddenly a deafening thunderclap split the sky. The force of it shocked her, freezing her in place, her heart skipping a beat as the world seemed to hold its breath. The storm that had been swirling around them now seemed to intensify, pressing in on all sides. It was as if the thunder had poured cold water over Seraphina, snapping her back to reality. She blinked rapidly, the tension dissipating for just a moment as the harshness of the rain and the world around her pierced through the fog of the moment. She stepped back, her voice sharp and commanding as she confronted him. “Where are you going?” Her eyes locked onto his, the fierce intensity still lingering in her gaze. Adolphus exhaled deeply, his breath fogging in the cold air, but he remained rooted to the spot. His eyes softened for a fraction of a second before he spoke, his voice gentle, almost reverent. “Butterfly,” he called her softly, a word that sho