“This can’t be happening,” I murmured, more to myself than to anyone else, as I stood in the middle of the grand hall. The heavy wooden doors had just slammed shut behind me, their echo lingering in the air like the finality of my fate. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat like a countdown to something inevitable, something I couldn’t yet grasp. My hands clenched at my sides, fingers digging into my palms, trying to ground myself in the moment. "Seraphina." His voice was low, almost a growl, but not from anger—at least not the kind I had grown accustomed to. No, this was different. There was something deeper, something more primal and terrifying, laced into his tone. I turned slowly, forcing myself to meet his eyes. Alpha Marcus Blackwood stood before me, every inch of him exuding the power and authority that had made him one of the most respected—and feared—leaders in our world. His eyes, normally a calm, stormy gray, were hard and unyielding now, like shards of ice cutting t
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