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Serena’s POVI wake up warm.Not fever-warm or fire-warm. Just… comfortable. Safe. It’s such an unfamiliar feeling that for a few seconds I lie still, trying to remember the last time I felt anything like it. I can’t.Then everything hits me at once, and my eyes snap open.I’m not in a cave anymore.I’m in a real room, stone walls, wooden beams, a fireplace burning softly. The bed I’m in is huge, covered in soft furs and clean linens. Morning light slips through a tall window. The whole place smells faintly of lavender and smoke.And sitting near the fireplace, watching me like he’s been waiting, is the Lycan.He’s too big for the chair he’s in, one ankle resting over his knee, calm and unreadable. But the way he sits, placed directly between me and the door, tells me he’s not here casually. He’s on guard. Watching. Waiting.His silver eyes lock onto mine the second I sit up too fast.The world tilts. My body swings sideways, but strong hands catch me and push me gently back onto the

Serena’s POVPain drags me back to consciousness.Not sharp pain, the dull, bone-deep kind that makes every breath feel like swallowing glass. When I try to move, my whole body protests so violently that I stop instantly.I lie still, breathing shallowly, and try to figure out where I am before I open my eyes.I’m not on dirt or stone. Whatever I’m lying on is soft, pelts, blankets, something warm. The air smells nothing like Ravenfall. There’s pine, cold air, and something else. Something that makes the weak remains of my wolf lift her head in faint recognition.Lycan.The memory hits all at once, rogues circling, the massive black creature stepping between me and death, silver eyes cutting through the trees, and then darkness.I open my eyes.I’m in a cave. But not a dirty hideout or a desperate shelter. Someone actually lives here. A fire burns in a stone-lined pit. Pelts cover the ground. The bedding beneath me is cleaner than anything I was given as Luna.And near the cave entran

Serena’s POVThe dungeon smells the same as the last time I was here, wet stone, rusted metal, old blood. And underneath it all, the sting of wolfsbane. It’s in the air, soaked into the walls, probably in the water dripping from the ceiling. It makes my head heavy and my wolf quiet.I sit against the wall, chains tight around my wrists. My stomach rolls from the wolfsbane, and my wolf curls into herself, too weak to help me. Without her, I’m just… human. No strength. No healing. No backup.Like last time.I was fifteen when the former Alpha locked me down here. I was stupid and brave back then, stepping between him and a child he was beating for stealing food. I told him to stop. He didn’t like that.I spent three days here. Three days of darkness and his “lessons.” The scar down my back came from squeezing through a gap in the bars when I finally escaped. I was bloody, terrified, and half-dead when I crawled out into the moonlight. But I lived.I always live.Now I'm sitting in the s

Serena’s POVThe whispers wake me before dawn.I lie still in the Luna’s bed, my bed, though it hasn’t felt like mine in months, and listen as voices leak through the door.“…pregnant…”“…finally an heir…”“…the Luna never stood a chance…”My fingers tense around the sheets. I stay quiet, hoping I misheard them, but I know I didn’t. I know exactly what those whispers mean.I get up slowly, feet cold against the floor. The moon hangs pale outside the window like it can’t be bothered to shine properly. Fitting, considering the morning I’m about to walk into.The voices get louder in the hall.“Sapphire looked radiant.”“The Alpha was staring at her the whole time.”“At least someone can give him an heir.”Of course it’s Sapphire. It was always going to be her. I saw this coming months ago, but I kept pretending Ronan would never go that far.Pretending never saved anyone.I reach for the door, but it swings open before I touch it. Two omega servants almost crashed into me.“Luna Serena!