LOGINPain, blood, darkness, endless sufferings. Seraphina Rosewood knew she was dying. Dying at the hands of her own mate, her Alpha. Betrayed and brutally murdered she embraces her fate with regret and hate. Seraphina Rosewood is a pretty, innocent and loving girl of 21 who is betrayed by her own cruel and stone hearted mate but destiny has other plans for her. Reborn on the day everything goes wrong Seraphina is given a second chance at life with renewed passion, anger and revenge on her plate. Darian Draven, the most powerful werewolf on the planet and the most powerful Alpha King ever born, ruthless and untouchable who is born to kill and rule has been too long without his destined mate. When he finally finds Seraphina who happens to be his mate, does what he usually does, he kidnapps her as his possession forever to remain with him caged in his castle. But is Seraphina so easy and gullible? and after her rebirth she is bloodthirsty for her revenge. be it Darian or anyone else no one can stop her from getting her revenge. What do you think fate has planned for them? Join me in this rollercoaster of emotions, blood, revenge and love.
View MoreDarian Rhys Draven’s POVThe walls of the Bloodfang Packhouse couldn’t contain him. Not his fury. Not his presence. Not the pressure that built with each breath Seraphina didn’t take.She hadn’t stirred in three days.And each second that passed, Darian Rhys Draven—the Alpha King—unleashed a little more hell.The guards stationed at her door no longer spoke. They barely breathed when he passed. The pack doctor trembled every time he checked her vitals under Darian’s watchful eyes. Even the walls seemed to contract around him, shrinking from the force of his dominance.But it wasn’t just power he exuded.It was purpose.His instincts screamed for blood.Because every time he looked at her—Seraphina, still as a petal crushed underfoot—his bond pulled taut, enraged, demanding answers. His wolf snarled beneath his skin, already certain that this wasn’t just coincidence. This was design. Foul intention. Betrayal masked in civility.He wasn’t here for ceremony anymore.He was here to claim.
Seraphina’s POVThe Bloodfang Packhouse was bursting with activity.It was the day of the Luna Ceremony—her Luna Ceremony.Pack members buzzed through the halls in anticipation, decorating the massive hall with red-and-gold banners, twinkling silver lights, and the Bloodfang crest gleaming from every pillar. Warriors stood alert in their ceremonial armor, scouts ran messages across the borders, and the pack healer moved discreetly through the house, ensuring all was in place.Kaelion had left hours ago to make the preparation for the Alpha King.The Alpha King was coming.Darian Rhys Draven.
Seraphina’s POVThey say power tastes sweet—until it turns bitter.Selene was starting to choke on hers.It began with something simple. Subtle. Almost unnoticeable to those who weren’t watching.But I was always watching.Her aura, once dark and suffocating, had started to flicker. The same black tendrils of magic she used to bind wolves to her will had begun to fray at the edges. Her control was slipping like a thread pulled too taut. The wolves who once bowed their heads in blind obedience now hesitated—just slightly—but enough to be noticed.She didn’t notice it at first.B
Seraphina’s POVThe palace grounds smelled of damp earth and lavender this morning, but Seraphina didn’t care.She sat motionless in the rose garden, her silk robe fluttering against her ankles, pretending to be lost in thought, mourning. A book lay open on her lap—but she hadn’t read a single word.She was watching.Planning.The cracks in Kaelion were beginning to show.He hadn’t been sleeping. He hadn’t been eating properly either. The guilt was consuming him, and Seraphina knew exactly how to feed it—slowly, sweetly, and with a silent smile
Seraphina’s POVShe walked out of the house, her baby pink heels making a delicate click-click against the polished marble tiles. The sound echoed through the quiet hallway like a rhythmic declaration of war in disguise. Every step was precise, soft and feminine, yet heavy with purpose.Kaelion stoo
Seraphina’s POV“No... No, help me... someone, anyone! Help me!” Seraphina jolted awake with a scream, her chest heaving violently. Her back was soaked in cold sweat, her damp hair clinging to her flushed face, and warm tears were streaming down her cheeks like silent rivers of agony.Another nigh
Kaelion’s POVFor the past few days, he could sense it—feel it in his blood and bones—that something had changed. The quiet and loving Seraphina wasn’t the same anymore. Not completely, but the signs were there. Subtle, yet unmistakable. She had become more possessive, more seductive, and far more p
Darian’s POVThe throne felt colder tonight.Darian Rhadamanthys Draven sat upon the black stone carved from obsidian, older than empires, colder than death. The flames in the great hall of the Obsidian Moon Pack danced across the polished marble floor, reflecting the deep red of his eyes. But they






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