Seraphina's POV
The front bodice of my dress dropped but I pulled it back up immediately, struggling to cover up the last shred of my dignity. Excited murmurs rang around me and I could smell the lust of the men as they drank me in.
“I want her stripped naked!” Kristen yelled. “Strip her naked. It’s what the rule book says. Traitors are to be showed no mercy!”
I shivered but it wasn’t from the cold. Was she really going to have me stripped naked in front of half the pack? Surely, she didn’t hate me that much?
A small voice inside told me that was exactly how much she hated me.
When no one moved to strip me naked, Kristen grumbled and marched forward. She slapped me first then began tearing the clothes off me until I was left in nothing but my undergarments. When her hand reached up to tear those as well, I stopped her.
Please,” I screamed tears flowing down my gall. “Please, don’t do this.”
“Let go!” she screeched, dragging away the small fabric that I still fiercely held to my chest. “I said let go, you pig!”
She pulled one more time ad everything came apart. Biting my lip, I wrapped my arms around myself to hide my nudity but what use was it? I could see the gimmer in their eyes and their mocking laughs.
The first lash landed on my back and my entire body shook. The whip tore into my skin, reopening old wounds. I screamed.
More lashes rained down on me and more screams tore from my throat. I felt my body burning up. Everywhere stung, even my voice was gone.
After the thirty-fifth stroke, I fell to the ground and that was when Vivian – the pack healer – rushed to me, scooping me in her hands.
Had she been here all along? Did she see everything? More tears poured from my eyes as I understood why she hadn’t oved in to stop my punishment. It was a pack law to never interfere in any punishment on any account.
“Sshh…” she muttered. “No need to worry, I’m here now. It’s okay , Without delay I sensed something soft and warm drape over my body, shielding my bare self.
“Get up and serve me, you lazy pig!” Kristen ordered.
I couldn’t open my eyes to see the look on Vivian’s face but I could feel her trembling with undiluted rage.
“Are you blind?” Vivian snapped. “She just received thirty-five lashes. Why don’t you go there and receive it as well and let’s see how strong you are?”
Kristen gasped. “What – what did you say? Are you defending the pig? Richie will be here soon and I need her to start getting things ready.”
For some reason, Vivian was the only one who could stand up to Kristen and her mother and ever get punished for it. I had asked her why it was several times but she never said anything. Vivian was the Pack healer and according to the rumors even my father respected her.
Turning around with me settled in her arms, she said. “I will bring Seraphina to my house and treat her till she is fine.”
“I said she has work to do!” Kristen hissed maliciously.
“If you have any problem with my decision, the you can come and drag her out of my home yourself.”
After that, I heard nothing again. My body was too tired to continue staying awake. Blubbering, I nestled profound into Vivian’s comfy embrace as the dusk finally swallowed me whole.
Promptly, I swirled awake, it was late in the night and Vivian was still by my side. She smiled sadly when she saw that I was awake.
“You’re awake. Try not to move too much.”
I was lying on my stomach so that only meant that my back was now designed with injuries. I sucked a deep breath in as I thought about how different my life would have been if I had been born to different parents.
“How bad is it?”
Vivian smoothened down my hair. “Don’t worry. The pain will be gone soon.”
Since she was evading my question, that meant it was really bad. For eighteen years, this was all I knew. Pin and suffering and nothing in between.
“That good for nothing brat.” Vivian spat. “Periodically I wish I can give her a good beating.”
“You shouldn’t say things like that.” I hissed. “What if they hear you?” I couldn’t afford to lose her or put her in trouble for helping me and being on my side. Vivian was the only person who took care of me and treated me decently as long as I could remember.
Since everyone who showed me any form of kindness was brutally punished, everyone steered clear of me like a plague and Vivian was the only one who remained.
“Well, I’m in my house, aren’t i?” Vivian joked. “Its not like they can come in here and harass me.”
I sighed. “The walls have ears. Someone could be listening.”
Vivian only snorted. “Well, someone has to call them out. How long will they keep treating you like this?”
Truth was that I had asked myself the same question countless times. How long was I going to continue like this? Will they finally stop after they killed me?
Saying nothing, Vivian picked up an ointment bottle and rubbed it over my injuries. I flinched, gritting my teeth as pain seared through me. If I could shift, I would have healed all my injuries by now but that was another problem.
I had no wolf, so I couldn’t shift.
How much more could fate be cruel to me?
Vivan picked up a small dagger and cut her palm. My eyes grew wide as I observedt her.
“What are you up to?” I couldn’t keep the disbelief from my tone. “Are you okay?”
She circled her hand over my back, allowing the blood to drop into my injuries. I screamed as the injuries burned where the blood touched them.
Vivian held me close, softly comforting me while wiping away my tear . “Sorry… sorry…” she chirped ,Promptly, the pain began to ease and all that was left was a persistent ache.
“I had to use my blood to heal you or you might not have healed on time. The scars on your back are a lot.”
I nodded as my eyes began to become heavy. Just then, the ringing of bells from the distance filled the room. Vivian straightened up and walked to her window.
“The Alpha is back.”
That was the last thing I heard as I slowly slipped into oblivion.
The man who never openly acknowledged me as his daughter was back. The times where I doubted if I was his daughter, Vivian had confirmed it for me. I was really his child.
Did Richie return as well? Did we win the fight?
My thoughts slowly slipped away and soon I thought of nothing. I slept soundly for more than two hours and I could say that this was the first time in a very long time that I slept so peacefully and felt at ease.
Fabian's POVIt was a dream. And yet, I knew that much. Still, I couldn't help the strange feeling of fear in my chest. The tightening sensation that had me wondering if I was going to puke my intestines all over the floor.I heard my mother's voice."Come on in, folks." She whispered.I frowned and scowled, my thoughts with suspicion as I fell asleep, not knowing what was going on and why my mother was requesting that we go out of the house at night. The reason my sister was lying on her back was more puzzling as well.She sat down next to my sister, lightly patting me on the shoulder.Despite my extremely young age of only seven, I still felt like crying out loud, "Mom, what are you doing?"My mom was swaying and tense, sitting on her back sometimes, waiting for someone to come out of the shadows. She was so full of energy.My eyes widened as I thought of asking my papa where she was.Pumping her fist and with a finger in her cheek, she realized that things were not as normal and op
Seraphina's POV,The darkness pressed in, suffocating, unyielding. The cold gravestone bottom beneath me had come familiar in its atrocity, but the pain in my body had long since dulled into commodity colder, commodity further disorienting. The air felt thick with silence, each alternate stretching, each breath coming harder than the last.I had not slept.The night bled into eternity, repeating itself like a circle of torment the poke, the silence, the concave regard of Fabian’s eyes. His gaze haunted me, an imprint I could not escape. I did not cry anymore. The tears had long dried up, just another casualty of the endless waiting.footsteps, steady and slow. They carried his weight like a warning.The cell door sobbed opened, the sound too familiar now.Fabian entered alone. No Chloe. No guards. Just him.For a moment, we never said a word to each other. The anxiety in the air was so thick I could sense it, a silent war between us. His eyes narrowed as he took in the state I was in,
Seraphina's POV.It is a cold night, the sort which had enclosed me as I lay on the floor with feet shivering from top to bottom. Dryness and mold clung to the atmosphere within the tunnel, and faint torchlight illuminated the black nooks and corners of my confinement. My brain was stumbling, attempting to get its hold around the actions which had gotten me here unrestrained by iron and fate.The nightfall pack still lingered in my head, the chaos of it occurring too fast for me to keep up with. Fabian's sudden intrusion into my life, and their brutal way of taking control, made everything seem ridiculous. Nothing felt real anymore.My head was reeling as the door to my cell groaned open. My heart was pounding, believing it to be another guard, or worse yet, one of Chloe's cruel tricks. The person standing in the doorway took my heart by surprise. It was so intimidating.Fabian.He stood there shadowed with an intimidating aura of presence. A thrill ran down my body as his black, stor
Seraphina’s POVI was tired from all the travelling. Lycan Fabian looked like a man who had money and power, so why didn’t he use flight instead of travelling by road when the journey was so long? I could hardly count how many days we spent on the road, minus all the stops we had to make.Most of them very unnecessary.Just when I started to give up hope of us ever arriving at our destination, the car stopped. I peeped at the man beside me and frowned. What was the problem now?The man stepped outside first, then came round the car to open my side of the door. “We’re here,” he announced without looking at my face. I bit the inside of my cheek as warmth spread all over me.Now, came my suffering.Maybe I shouldn’t have been so impatient for us to get here. But I couldn’t bare sitting in the car one minute longer.Grabbing my bag, I slipped out of the car, my mouth lowering open when I took in the sheer size of his land. Then there was the mansion, which hovered above me, dark, gloomy a
Seraphina’s POVThe trip returned became suffocating. The air in the armored automobile became heavy with silence, a silence that screamed louder than phrases. Seraphina sat together along with her eyes glued to the floor, her wrists bruised from the ropes that had these days sure her, her spirit even extra battered than her skin. Fabian hadn`t checked out her as soon as on the grounds that they escaped the ambush, and she or he felt each 2nd of his silence like a dagger urgent deeper into her chest.She had stored herself. Again. And yet, the load of his sadness wrapped round her like chains.The second they arrived on the estate, Fabian`s guys scattered, securing each front and scanning for threats. Fabian stepped out first, barking orders with deadly precision.“Double the perimeter. Secure the east and south walls. Check for magical traces.”Then, he grew to become to one in all his guards and pointed to her. “Take her to her room. Don`t allow her out.”Seraphina opened her mouth.
Seraphina’s POVThe men eyed me, most of them licked their tongues, but thankfully, they made no move towards me.“We need to get out of here,” one of the men in the group said. “We will use her to bargain with Fabian. I’m sure if he values her, he’ll give us something huge in exchange for her life.”“I’m not important to him!” spoke up quickly. “Lycan Fabian doesn’t value my life as much as you think. I am nothing but a lowly slave who he took prisoner.”The man holding me snorted, digging his claws deeper into my neck. “Liar! You were hiding in the car while the rest o his men fought.” He smiled wryly, his eyes glinting with promises of what he intended to do with me.Turning to face the men, he snapped his fingers. “We are leaving with the princess. Someone gets over her and tie her up. Properly. If she escapes, I’ll have your head.”My throat dried up and my chest constricted. A man stumbled towards us, pulling me towards him roughly. He bound my hands, and legs, making it tight e
Seraphina`s POVThe sour wind stung my face, however it couldn`t fit the bloodless inner me. What had simply happened? The war had ended, however the anxiety withinside the air remained thick. I may want to slightly trap my breath as Fabian's grip on my arm tightened, dragging me far from the clearing."What the hell turned into that?" I gasped, looking to constant myself. My frame felt weak, however the weight of the instant pressed harder. It wasn`t simply the aftermath of war,it turned into the foreboding presence of something else, deeper than the battle we had simply fought.Fabian became to me, his expression a combination of situation and something darker. "Stay focused, Seraphina. We're now no longer finished yet."I nodded, my thoughts racing. We're now no longer finished. What did that mean? As I attempted to accumulate my thoughts, an abnormal sensation washed over me, like a whisper buried withinside the returned of my thoughts, a name I couldn`t pretty hear. My tattoo bur
Seraphina's POV.The pain in my neck throbbed painfully, although it was nothing to the rising panic in my chest. The man's claws dug deeper, and I felt the slow creep of blood dripping down my flesh. My feet stumbled, but I quickly regained my balance, trying to steady myself as I was being drawn forward.I scanned the unknown faces around me, the pack members watching with cold eyes. My heartbeat was rapidly, pounding in my ears as I tried to make sense of my situation. Where was Fabian? Why hadn’t he come to stop this?The man growled and gripped my arm as if to move.I didn't fight it. What good would it do? There were too many, and I didn't have the stamina to get away. My survival was without a wolf or pack. As I had previously disclosed to Fabian, I was a vulnerable invalid in the center of their territory.But he hadn't believed me.Where is this guy going, I just choked over there with my voice?The blood on my neck was warm and sticky. The experience made me feel vulnerable,
Seraphina’s POVI heard his voice and suddenly I realized I'd fallen out of my head. I swallowed, trying to remember the thing he had asked me.“No, I finally replied. Whatever his question was, yes would have to be the answer, and if it was not no then certainly it was a gamble. “I would never!”He cracked his lips open in a grin that tightened my chest, ‘Even if you're a spy, I'm going to make sure you've got nothing to spy on'My mouth dropped. Can he read minds? Goddess, this was pretty hard. “I – I do not understand.“You will. All werewolves can communicate with the members of their packs through the mind link, no matter how far apart they are, and I 'm sure that's how you intend to talk to your father to let him know what I have in mind.Well, maybe he cannot read minds but he was damm good at guessing. The only thing he guessed wrong was that I was not going to be using the mind link to communicate with my father and that’s why the tattoo was there.‘I can’t speak to them’ I w