LOGINThe next day on campus, I walked with a light step. I couldn’t hide my smile; it felt as if the whole world was on my side. My friends looked at me curiously, whispering among themselves, probably wondering why my face was glowing like that. I tried to act normal, even though inside, memories from last night kept replaying Gabriel’s gaze, that kiss, and the last words he said to me.
“Seraphina!”
A cheerful voice called out from the campus garden. I turned and saw David, my classmate who I’d known for a while had feelings for me. He was holding something wrapped neatly in pale blue paper.
“Hey, you look so happy today,” he said with a wide smile.
I let out a small laugh, trying to hide the sudden nervousness in my chest.
“Oh, really? Maybe because I finally got enough sleep.”
“This is for you.” He handed me the gift.
I hesitated for a second, but his sincere eyes made it hard for me to refuse.
“Thank you, David. But what’s this for?”
“It’s nothing. I just wanted you to have something from me. By the way, there’s a party tonight on the Economics rooftop. I want you to come as my date.”
I froze. My heartbeat quickened uncontrollably. The word “date” instantly brought Gabriel’s face into my mind. But David was still looking at me with hopeful eyes, waiting for my answer.
“All right,” I finally said softly, giving a small nod.
David looked delighted, while I just stared at the gift box in my hands, unsure of what I had just agreed to.
That night, I stood in front of the mirror. The simple ivory dress I wore somehow felt different on me. I stared at my reflection and suddenly remembered how Gabriel used to look at me like someone fighting the urge to lose control.
I took a deep breath. “It’s just a campus party. It has nothing to do with him.”
Outside, the city lights shimmered. The rooftop party was livelier than I expected. Music was booming, everyone was dancing and laughing. David stayed by my side, trying to make me smile. I tried to enjoy the atmosphere, but my mind kept drifting back to that house to Gabriel.
As I was about to grab a drink, someone tapped my shoulder. “You look uncomfortable.”
I turned and saw one of David’s friends, a girl named Clara. “Oh, no, I’m fine,” I said quickly.
But inside, I was lying.
David returned, holding two glasses of soda, and handed one to me.
“You look beautiful tonight, Sera.”
I smiled and lowered my head slightly. “Thank you.”
When the music slowed into a softer tune, David looked hesitant.
“May I have this dance?”
I nodded.
His hand rested gently on my waist as we moved slowly to the rhythm. But every time I closed my eyes, it wasn’t David I saw in my mind. It was Gabriel his piercing blue eyes, cold yet filled with something unspoken.
I bit my lip, trying to focus on David, but then I caught a faint scent in the air one I knew too well. The musky scent that only belonged to one man.
No, that’s impossible.
But my instincts, sharpened from spending too much time near an Alpha, reacted instantly. I knew he was here.
I turned quickly, and my gaze froze. In the dim corner of the room, half-hidden by neon shadows, stood Gabriel. Dressed in black, his face partly cloaked in darkness. He wasn’t looking directly at me, yet his sharp gaze locked onto me from across the room.
David didn’t notice anything. He simply smiled.
“Are you okay? You look pale.”
I swallowed hard, forcing a small smile. “Yeah, just a little dizzy.”
But before I could step back, Gabriel moved. Within seconds, he was across the room, and somehow everyone seemed to notice him. His presence wasn’t just cold, it was the kind of commanding aura only an Alpha could carry.
David glanced toward him. “Who is that?”
“Someone who shouldn’t be here,” I whispered.
Gabriel walked straight toward us, his steps steady and deliberate. The music seemed to fade around him. Some students began whispering, others looked uneasy, as if they could all feel the force of his dominance.
When he stopped in front of me, David instinctively stepped between us.
“Excuse me, who are you?” he asked politely.
Gabriel didn’t answer. His eyes were locked on me.
“Seraphina. We need to talk. Now.”
David looked confused. “Sera, do you know him?”
I didn’t have the chance to answer. Gabriel leaned closer, his voice low enough only for me to hear.
“You dare play with fire, and now you’re dancing in front of it?” His tone was almost a whisper, but it made me shiver.
“It’s just a campus party, Dad.”
He smirked faintly. “But you forget, fire doesn’t care where you dance. It still burns.”
Gabriel turned and pulled me out of the party with firm steps. Everyone’s eyes were on us, but he didn’t care.
Outside, I tried to pull my hand away, but his grip didn’t loosen.
“Gabriel, let me go! This is my campus everyone’s watching!”
He stopped. “Maybe that’s what you want, so the world knows who truly owns your heart.”
“Didn’t we agree to keep this relationship a secret? You’re the one who said that,” I reminded him.
“A secret remains a secret, but you should also know your limits with other men,” he said, his eyes narrowing at me.
SERA'S POVFive years.Five years passed like a nightmare that never ended.Lucas, Ethan, and Noah are now five years old. They're not tiny anymore. They can run, jump, fight, and defend each other. Lucas, the oldest, has grown into a protective child—always wanting to protect his younger siblings, always wanting to be the best. Ethan, the middle child, has grown into a mischievous and funny kid who often makes me laugh during the hardest times. Noah, the youngest, has grown into a quiet, mysterious child, the one most like Gabriel. His deep black eyes often stare at me as if he knows I'm hiding something. As if he knows I'm not okay.Every morning, I take them to school."Come on, sweethearts. Don't forget your lunch."Lucas takes his own backpack, not wanting any help."I can do it, Mom."Ethan grabs his dinosaur-themed water bottle. "Mom, today I want to tell you about my dream job.""What do you want to be?""I want to be a pilot."Noah stays quiet, fixes his own shoes, then stand
SERA'S POVLilith came the next day.I had already prepared coffee and sat on the front porch, waiting for her. The babies were still asleep—Lucas in his Superman pose in the crib, Ethan curled up like a cat, Noah quiet with his eyes half-open as if always on guard. I kissed their foreheads one by one before going outside.Lilith's car was black, not a luxury car like I had imagined, but a regular sedan, a little dull. She got out wearing a black leather jacket, short hair, no makeup. She looked tired. Maybe from the long drive. Maybe because she wasn't sure about her decision to come here."Come in," I said.She shook her head. "Better outside. I don't want to—it wouldn't be good if the babies wake up and see a stranger."I didn't argue. We sat on the creaky porch chairs, facing the yard where the grass was starting to turn yellow. I handed her the coffee. She took it, sipped slowly, then placed the cup on her lap."Let me get straight to the point. I need your help to prove Marcus i
SERA'S POVI would sit in the rocking chair in the nursery, holding Lucas, Ethan, and Noah in turns, and stare at my phone, waiting for news, waiting for a message.No call from Gabriel.Marcus sent money on time every month. It went into my account automatically, like a bill payment. I never touched it. I preferred working part-time from home, arranging flowers for online orders, selling them through social media. It wasn't much, but it was enough for milk and diapers.I didn't need Marcus's money. I didn't need pity from a traitor.But one night, when Lucas was fussy with a fever, and Ethan cried along with him, and Noah just stared at me silently with his deep black eyes, I gave in. I withdrew that money, took Lucas to the doctor, bought medicine, bought more expensive formula because Ethan's stomach couldn't handle the cheap stuff.I cried in the car on the way back from the pharmacy."I'm sorry, babies."Lucas didn't answer. He just moved his little hands in his sleep.A few mont
SERA'S POVWeek after week passed.At first, controlling my werewolf instincts felt like hell.The first time the full moon came, ten days after I woke up from the coma, my body felt like it was burning from the inside. My bones felt like they were being stretched, my muscles contracted uncontrollably, and I screamed in the bathroom while gripping the cold marble sink. Gabriel ran in, hugged me from behind, calming me with a low, trembling voice."You're strong, Sera. Your body is just adapting. It's normal.""NOT NORMAL!" I nearly snapped."It's only temporary. You'll get used to it."Two weeks later, I started to be able to control it. I learned to feel when the instinct came—when I was angry, when I was scared, when I felt threatened. I learned to take deep breaths, count to ten, and let the anger subside on its own. I learned that my fangs only came out if I wanted them to. I learned that I could be an ordinary human during the day, and something else at night.And I learned that
SERA'S POVI stood in the middle of the living room, still messy with half-packed suitcases. Lucas, Ethan, and Noah were already on the sofa, asleep again after crying for a bit. This house felt foreign now. The walls we'd plastered with memories now felt like a cage."We need to leave tonight," I said."Where to?""I don't know. Somewhere they won't find us."He walked closer, his face tired. Not just physically tired, but soul-tired. I could see it in his eyes."We've tried running—to the cabin, to this town, to this house. They always find us.""Then we need to run farther—overseas, to Europe, somewhere the pack has no influence.""We don't have the money for that.""We can find work there. I can open another flower shop. You can...""Sera." He cut me off, his voice soft but firm. "You just got out of the hospital. Your body is still weak. Your surgery scar hasn't healed, and you want to run overseas with three babies?"I was quiet. He was right. I was just panicking. I just wanted
SERA'S POVThree weeks later, we went home.The small house on the edge of Sandpoint was still standing. The grass in the front yard had grown a little taller, dry leaves scattered across the porch.Gabriel helped me out of the old car. My body was still weak, the C-section scar still stung if I moved too much, but I didn't want to wait any longer.Lucas, Ethan, and Noah were asleep in three car seats that barely fit in the back. Gabriel had to order them specially online—three car seats that could line up in that small car. It took two weeks for them to arrive, but finally we could pick the babies up from the hospital.I looked at the house. The windows were dark. The front door was shut tight, but something felt wrong."Gabriel," I whispered."Yeah?""Do you feel something strange?"He didn't answer. I turned to look at his tense face. His eyes narrowed toward the house, his nose twitching slightly."We're not alone," he said quietly."Marcus?""Or his men. I smell at least four dif
Gabriel fell asleep on my lap.I didn’t even notice when exactly he drifted off. The movie was still playing on the screen, its sound soft and warm, but my focus had never really returned to the story. Gabriel’s head slowly dropped onto my lap as he finally surrendered to the exhaustion that had be
I was straightening my slightly disheveled shirt when suddenly, a shadow moved in the slightly open door. I immediately froze in shock.A woman in a neat business suit, likely Gabriel's personal assistant, stood frozen there. Her eyes were wide, her face pale. In her hands was a stack of files.Ria
The next day, the decision to go with Gabriel to his workplace felt like the only logical choice. The alternative was to spend the day alone in his luxurious apartment that felt like a marble-clad prison, obsessing over David, my uncle, and all the threats out there. At least, amidst the bustle of
Sweat still dampened my skin as I stepped out onto the balcony. The cool night air touched my body, which had just been shaken by pleasure, making me shiver slightly. There, standing with his back to me, was Gabriel. His sharp silhouette was perfectly carved in the moonlight, his cigarette smoke da







