Serena’s POVI stared at Rhett, completely thrown off. “You’re joking.” It was a statement, but from the expression on his face, I knew that he wasn’t joking. He chuckled. “You make it sound ridiculous.”“Because it is ridiculous,” I shot back. “Why would you like me?”“Fine! Just pretend to be my girlfriend for a few weeks. No, days,” he said, sounding every bit serious.I scoffed. “Why would I do that?”“Because,” he said smoothly, leaning casually against the infirmary doorframe, “I thought about what you said. The Elders never actually asked me about getting engaged. They just assumed. And since I don’t like being told what to do, I figured that we should break their little plan before it even starts.” I frowned. “And how exactly does pretending to be your girlfriend help with that?” Rhett shrugged. “They’re going to announce my engagement at next week’s party. But if I show up with you, they’ll have no choice but to back off.” I folded my arms. “Sounds like a you problem. Tha
Serena’s POVApollo’s fever wasn’t going down. His tiny fingers clutched at my shirt as I hurried through the frozen hallways. The infirmary was just ahead. I pushed the door open with my shoulder. “Doctor!” I called out, my voice urgent as I prayed inwardly that someone would be there.A middle-aged woman in a white coat turned from the counter. Her sharp eyes softened when she saw Apollo bundled in my arms. “He has a fever,” I explained quickly, laying him down on one of the beds. “The heating system is broken. I don’t know how long he’s been like this.” She quickly came over, placing a gentle hand on his forehead. “His fever is high,” she confirmed, her brows knitting together. “We need to bring it down before it gets worse.” “What do we do?” I asked anxiously. “The children’s fever medicine is in the storeroom, could you get it for me? I need to monitor his breathing.”“Yes, of course.” I turned and rushed out. The wind howled through the corridors as I made my way toward t
Serena’s POVI felt Dorian’s grip on me tighten before he suddenly let go and took a step back, his expression unreadable. He picked up my phone, eyes scanning through the new files Sophia had sent.I didn’t move. Didn’t dare.Every swipe of his thumb felt like it carved deeper into my chest.I didn’t try to take it back—too afraid it would make things worse, too afraid of what he might think.The air in the room turned suffocating. Gone was the warmth from our kiss, replaced by something cold, sharp, and distant. When he finally finished, he set the phone down without a word. Calm. Controlled.But I knew—something between us had shifted. And there was no going back.“Dorian…” I whispered. His eyes eyes burned with something I couldn’t name. And for the first time, I felt afraid.I swallowed hard. “Dorian, please…” “You said you liked me.” His voice was low, but it carried something dabgerous. “But you don’t trust me.” The words hit me harder than any physical blow. I reached
Serena’s POVDorian was hurt. That was all I could think about as I watched him stand there, blood seeping from his side, his silver fur marred by deep scratches. Damien had won. The realization sank in like a stone in my stomach, but before I could move towards Dorian, a firm hand clamped around my wrist. “Where do you think you’re going?” Damien’s voice was low and sharp, a clear warning. I turned to glare at him, trying to yank my hand free, but his grip only tightened. His dark eyes burned into mine, filled with authority and something darker… possessiveness. “We made a deal, Serena.” His tone was deceptively calm, but there was something about it…something that made my blood boil. I knew exactly what he was talking about. I lifted my chin. “I never agreed to this competition.” His jaw twitched. “But you let it happen and it happened.” I scoffed. “I tried to stop it, but none of you listened to me.” I motioned towards the gathered wolves, their murmurs filling the air. “A
Serena’s POVI was still soaked, my lungs still burning from the water Damien had shoved me under, but as I watched the three of them stand there, ready to fight over me like I was some prize, rage burned through my veins.I knew what this was. It wasn’t about me. It was about dominance, about their ego.About who could claim me. And I refused to be treated like some object to be won. I pushed myself up from the edge of the bathtub, my body trembling with exhaustion and anger. My voice was raw from coughing, but I forced it out anyway. “Are you serious?” I snapped, glaring at all three of them. “You’re actually going to fight each other over me?” I almost laughed at the thought of that.Dorian’s eyes flicked to mine, still dark with anger from what Damien had just done to me. “It’s the only way to make sure he stays away from you.”I turned to Damien, who was standing stiffly, his wet clothes clinging to his muscled frame, his expression unreadable. I shook my head, thoroughly pi
Serena’s POVRhett grabbed me just then, pulling me to his body which was warm against mine. He exhaled a sharp breath, pulling back slightly, but his arm remained protectively around my waist.Damien’s eyes flickered to his hands and then at my face and his entire body stiffened.“Serena.” His voice was low, rough, and unmistakably demanding. “Come here.”A shiver ran down my spine, but not from fear.Anger burned in my chest, simmering under my skin like an open flame.Before I could respond, another voice cut in.“Damien, enough,” Dorian said, stepping into the kitchen with his usual calm authority. His eyes moved between us, assessing the situation. He narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed on Rhett’s hand on my waist. “Let’s not make a scene.”Damien didn’t even glance at him. His eyes stayed locked on mine.“I asked you a question,” he said. “Did you choose him?”Rhett scoffed. “Oh, for fuck’s sake..”“Serena…”“I caused the explosion,” Rhett admitted, rubbing the back of his neck wi