MasukSERAPHINA
2 years later
I stared at my phone. The hunt was over. My pack had taken the championship.
I screamed so loud my wolf howled with me. Thorne groaned. My mum grumbled. This was the final match of the season, and my pack had beaten them all.
"Pull over," I ordered the driver behind the wheel. He glanced back at my mother. She groaned in frustration.
"That boy will be your ruin. I do not approve of him. I told you a million times already," Mom complained. I planted a quick kiss on her temple and did the same with Thorne .
"Bye Dad," I greeted him. Then I got out of the car and hailed a taxi right away. I had told Kelavra I needed a break. I said I was going on a pack seminar with my mother because she practically begged.
Alpha Thorne felt it was a good weekend to bond. But we won. I knew Kelavra would be at the party thrown at the pack hotel tonight. He would probably be high as a kite. But I could not just leave him hanging. I would surprise him. He would not expect me to come anyway.
After Silas had been sent off to some shady rehab pack his father would not speak of, I had spent weeks falling sick and being gloomy. My wolf would not stop whimpering. It was my fault. I confided in Kelavra. He was the only wolf I had. He explained that I did what was best for Silas.
Four months after that, Kelavra and I began a relationship. And damn. He was everything. Sweet. Romantic. We were basically the pack's couple. After everything with Silas, his father claimed he needed a while to stay with his mother and stuff. No one questioned an Alpha King's words. Kelavra's older brother, Killian, became captain of the pack hunt team. Kelavra became next in line. He gained fame in time. I became popular. I was top of my pack classes. I worked on my style. I shed the old shy wolf thing. It did not take long for me to climb the pack ranks. I finally belonged.
"Miss?" the taxi driver called. He pulled over. I smiled. I paid my bill. I headed toward the pack hotel grounds. I could already hear the blaring music as I made my way to the suite. I punched in the code. The door clicked unlocked. I pushed it open. Loud noise hit me right away. The lights were dim. Wolves were dancing, hugging, kissing, grinding like they typically should.
"Sera!" Killian called out right away. Our eyes locked. My smile widened. Only… he looked pale. Killian always found me. We were pack friends. I had been close to his brother. He was my stepbrother's best friend. So we clicked fast.
"Now love, tell me why you are not drunk off your senses yet. And any idea where your brother is?" I asked. I threw my arms around Killian's neck like we often did. Flirting. Being playful. No one batted an eye at it. I was in love with his brother. Killian was simply the type to flirt with every wolf anyway.
"You… no… I do not know where he is. Why are you here? Should you not be at the pack seminar?" Killian asked. But no matter how hard he tried to keep his mask in place, he kept slipping. He looked anxious. His gold eyes would not stay on mine for long. I sensed the shift in his tone. My wolf picked up on it too.
"Where is Kelavra?" I asked again. My breath hitched. I pushed deeper into the party. Killian's hand clung to mine. He stopped me. His lips almost brushed my ear.
"You should not be here. Please go home, Sera Please," Killian pleaded.
I yanked my grip free. I stormed toward the rooms. I had been here before during the hunts to bait Kelavra. I knew his room. I moved with Killian hot on my heels. The door was locked. But of course I knew the code. I typed it in. The door clicked open. Time stilled.
My heart sank. Kelavra was laid in bed. A she-wolf was on top of him. His cock was glistening. The tip nudged her cunt. His hand was on her waist. Her breasts hung over his chest. A wave of shame overwhelmed me. Then it morphed into anger and pain. My claws extended. My wolf snarled.
"We are done," I said. Then I slammed the door shut.
My eyes locked with Killian. He said nothing. He looked guilty. I turned on my feet. The party seemed to have suddenly died down. Every wolf's eyes were on me. Tears formed in my eyes.
“Seraphina!" Kelavra's voice called after me.
I ran. I could hear him running after me. But I ignored his words. I kept going as fast as I could. Tears spilled freely down my face. My wolf whimpered inside me.
"Give her space. Let her breathe. We will talk after," Killian said. Anger was laced through his voice.
I shut the door to their suite. I stood right by the road. My breath hitched. Tears were still pouring. I was embarrassed. I loved him. He shattered me.
I staggered toward the stairs. I wanted to be alone. I cried my heart out. Spit ran from the side of my lips. My phone buzzed continuously. How long had he been with that she-wolf? Other she-wolves? Had we ever been real? Did every wolf in the pack know? I could not breathe. It hurt. Was this how heartbreak felt? If I could, I would claw out my own heart.
I would do anything to make it stop. I needed to make it stop.
Footsteps came closer in haste. They cut my thought short.
"Seraphina? Sera?… thank the moon, here you are." Killian rushed forward. He trembled as he reached for my hands.
"I know you want to be alone. But you need to come with me now. It is Silas. He is here. He will murder my brother if you do not come now," Killian pleaded.
I could hear the desperation in his voice. I stood frozen. All I could hear was the name. Silas. He was back? Here? How? Why? My wolf perked up. She remembered his scent. She remembered his growl.
Killian pushed the door open. The party had gone silent. That made it easy to spot them.
Silas had his back to me. His fists were bunched over Kelavra. Kelavra's face was bruised and bloodied. His fangs were chipped. His nose was broken. My heart raced faster and harder in my chest. My inner wolf did not know whether to run or stay.
"You hurt her, Kelavra. I warned you. And now I will break every one of your bones," Silas spat. His voice was low and cold. His claws were out. His gold eyes glowed in the dark. "One for each eyes that witnessed her cry tonight.”
SILASThe leather steering wheel of the lead Suburban was freezing cold under my hands, but the suffocating tension inside the cab was a hell of a lot worse.My father had made his demands crystal fucking clear before we even pulled out of the pack garage. Seraphina wasn't riding in the team bus with the rest of the guys. She wasn't riding with Killian, and she damn sure wasn't riding with Kelavra. Thorne had ordered her straight into my front passenger seat so I could watch her like a hawk for the entire six-hour drive up north."If she so much as breathes sideways, Silas, you lock her down," Thorne had snarled in my ear right before we left. "I am not having that rogue bitch ruin this four-game tournament."Now, three hours into the mountain pass, the sky had turned a dirty, bruised purple. White-out blizzard conditions slammed against the windshield. The wipers were useless, slapping heavy ice back and forth while the wind howled outside like a dying wolf.Seraphina sat shoved as f
SILASThe grand hall of the pack mansion reeked of my father's suffocating Alpha presence. Alpha Thorne stood behind his heavy mahogany desk, staring up at the security monitor mounted on the stone wall. The security camera footage from the locker room played on an endless, brutal loop... the shattered clear plastic bottle... the red pre-workout liquid splashing across the floor... the silver sheen of wolfsbane oil spreading over the dark rubber mats.I stood right in the center of the hall. My dark hair was still soaked with sweat from my off-ice workout, sticking to my forehead. My eyes were locked straight ahead on the stone wall, keeping my jaw clenched tight, refusing to look my father in the eyes while his anger filled the air.Out of the corner of my eye, I felt Seraphina standing near the double doors, her back pressed flat against the wood. Her heavy medic bag was slung over her shoulder. Her lip was swollen where she had bitten her own tongue, the metallic scent of her blood
SERAPHINA"I tried to put a leash on a rabid dog, you psychotic bastard," I spat, holding my ground even as my knees trembled under the crushing weight of his murderous aura.Silas moved faster than my human eyes could follow. His massive hand shot out, wrapping around my throat like a steel band, and slammed me backward into the metal lockers with enough force to rattle the hinges down the entire aisle. The back of my skull hit the cold steel, making my vision spot with white stars. My oxygen cut off instantly. My fingers flew to his wrist, my claws extending fully and digging deep into his skin, drawing fresh ribbons of blood, but he did not even blink."Where did you get refined wolfsbane oil, Seraphina?" Silas snarled, leaning his face so close I could feel the scalding heat radiating off his skin. "Answer me right fucking now, rogue.""Fuck you," I choked out, my voice raspy and thin as my lungs screamed for air. "I will die before I answer a single question from you, Silas.""Y
SERAPHINAThe locker room reeked of ice, sweat, and stale pre-workout powder. Heavy bass from the wall speakers hit the metal lockers like a fist. Outside on the rink, the rest of the team took their early warm-up laps, their blades cutting through the ice in long, rhythmic scrapes. The air in here was freezing, but my palms were slick with sweat.I stood in front of Silas’s open locker with my heavy medic bag slung over my collarbone, my heart hammering a chaotic rhythm against my ribs. On the top narrow shelf sat his dark gear bag, his freshly taped sticks, and his clear shaker bottle filled with that thick red pre-game mix he downed before every single period.My fingers trembled inside my jacket pocket as they wrapped around the glass vial Killian had slipped me at the library. I pulled it out slowly. The silver wolfsbane oil caught the harsh overhead lights, thick and swirling like liquid grease. My inner wolf woke up instantly. She went absolutely insane behind my ribs, snarling
SERAPHINAMy wrists were still black and blue under my sleeves. The skin was swollen, hot, and throbbing from where Silas had pinned me down on that fucking bus seat. The taste of his blood was trapped in the back of my throat no matter how many times I brushed my teeth.I sat at a corner table in the back of the student center. Textbooks were spread out in front of me, but I was not reading a single word. My wolf was coiled tight behind my ribs, snarling at every shadow that moved near the doorway. I was exhausted. Raw. Every bone in my body ached from fighting a war on ten different fronts.A heavy coffee cup slammed down onto the wood next to my hand."You look like hell, Seraphina."I snapped my head up. My fangs almost burst through my gums. My claws extended half an inch beneath my skin, ready to rip into whoever was crowding my space.Killian stood there. He pulled out the chair across from me and sat down, dragging his fingers through his dark hair. He did not have that smug,
SERAPHINAThe charter bus smelled like stale sweat, wet hockey gear, and exhaust fumes.It was pitch black in the aisle, lit only by passing highway lights and the blue glow of cell phones. The diesel engine vibrated right through the metal floorboards under my boots.Killian sat up near the front right behind the driver, completely checked out with giant noise-canceling headphones clamped over his ears, staring at his phone screen like a braindead idiot. He didn't give a single fuck about what was happening behind him. The rest of the pack was sprawled across the middle rows, snoring, mouth-breathing, or muttering about plays from the ice.And then there was Kelavra.He sat four rows ahead of the back bench, sitting stiff as a board. He wasn't sleeping. His shoulders were locked, his jaw clenched so hard I could hear his teeth grinding from here. His eyes kept darting to the rearview mirror every two seconds. He knew I was back here. His wolf was clawing at his throat, desperate to s
SERAPHINAPrayers are very dangerous things, I learned that the night my mother got mated to the alpha king. I had spent years begging the moon goddess for a brother. When Silas Thorne walked into my life, I started begging to take back my wish.My fingers trembled around the bouquet of wildflower
SERAPHINACold chills seeped down my bones as I stuffed my bags angrily. My wolf growled low in my chest. Irritation crawled down my spine as I packed every last bit of my stuff into my box. My wolf perked up her ears. I heard the lock click on the door and I felt uneasy. I had expected him to stay
SILASI stiffened… her scent hit my nose. My wolf lifted his head inside me. Everyone in the hallway went still. Their breaths caught. A few lower rank wolves lowered their eyes."Silas…" she called out. Her breath hitched as I turned to face her. My wolf growled low in my chest. Her red wavy hair
SERAPHINA HE obviously does not love my mother, to Alpha Thorne she was a perfect mate… a Luna to lead. A strong mate. And I? Was nothing but collateral fucking damage."She is in safe hands, Dad. I will have her checked into all her classes. SERAPHINA is in very good hands," Silas spoke, smiling







