ログインSeraphina's POV"Dead things. Flat and cold. Like the air in a room where someone just died.""I can smell it too." Dax's voice came from behind my right shoulder and it was so close my skin prickled. "Under the plague. Like rot but not from a body. More like the air itself is dying."He could smell it. His wolf was strong enough to catch the magic trace through the plague and that meant Ruin was pressing hard and that meant the bond was working on him the same way it was working on me and he was three feet behind me and if I slowed down even a step his chest would hit my back.I walked faster and he said "you walk like someone who's being chased," Dax said."I walk like someone who has a job to do.""You walk like someone who doesn't want to be near me."I didn't answer because the answer was yes and the reason was that his scent was making my thighs clench and my nipples tighten and the space between my legs ache and I was fighting my own body with every step and if he said one more
Seraphina's POVI went back to the council ring at dawn and told them what I'd found."The plague isn't a sickness. It's a spell. Someone is working magic at the eastern edge of the territory and it's killing your wolves from the inside out."The ring went quiet. Eight Alphas staring at me with tight jaws and clenched fists."A spell," one of them said. "You're telling me a witch is doing this.""I'm telling you what I found. The magic trace is strongest on the eastern ridge. Whatever is casting it is close.""Then we go east and we kill it." The Stoneridge Alpha stood up and his wolves behind him shifted. "I'll take fifty wolves and we'll sweep the ridge and—""Sit down." Dax's voice cut through the ring and the Stoneridge Alpha sat down like his legs had been kicked out from under him.I hadn't looked at Dax since I walked into the ring. But his voice went through me the way it always had, deep and low and landing in the pit of my stomach."If it's a spell then charging in with fift
Seraphina's POV"The way you hold your shoulders. The way you tilt your head when you're thinking." He paused and his voice dropped lower. "I knew a woman who stood like that. She's gone now. But sometimes I see her in places she shouldn't be.""A lot of women stand like a lot of things." My voice came out steady but my heart was slamming and the wolf was pressing and if I turned around right now he'd see the light on my hands. "Are you here to help or to watch?""I'm here because my wolves are dying." He stepped into the tent and the space got smaller and his scent got thicker and the pull in my ribs twisted so hard I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from gasping. "I want to know what kind of magic. I want to know who's behind it. And I want to know why you flinch every time I speak.""I don't flinch.""You do. Your shoulders pull in and your hands clench and you turn away from me like you can't stand to look at me." He was closer now, close enough that his heat was coming through
Seraphina's POVThe shadows under his eyes were darker and his cheekbones were sharper and his jaw was covered in stubble that said he'd stopped caring about how he looked. He sat slumped forward with his forearms on his knees and his hands hanging between his legs and the tiredness wasn't just in his body. It was in his bones.His eyes were still the same though. Dark and flat and scanning the camp, and when his gaze swept past me I held my breath and my whole body went tight under the mask.He didn't stop. He didn't look twice. The mask held and the ash binding hid my scent and I was just another hooded figure in a camp full of strangers.But my body didn't get the message. The pull started in the center of my ribs and reached toward him across the fire pit and my skin flushed hot under the dress and my nipples tightened and the space between my legs clenched and my body leaned toward him, tilting forward without my permission.I dug my nails into my palms and clenched my jaw and st
Seraphina's POVI followed the boy north for two days and by the time we reached Ashfall territory I could smell it before we crossed the border. A thick rotting sweetness in the air that sat on top of every other scent and coated the inside of my nose and made my wolf pull back like a dog flinching from a flame.The settlement was worse than he'd described. The gates were open and no one was guarding them because the wolves who should have been on watch were lying on mats in the yard too weak to stand. Their skin was grey and their eyes were dull and some of them were shaking and some of them weren't moving at all.I crouched beside one of the still ones and put my hand on his chest. The wolf inside him was fading, not dying the way a fire dies but crumbling, breaking apart the way wet bread breaks apart in your hands. I pressed deeper and the crumbling had a feel to it, a flatness underneath that didn't feel like sickness at all."How long has he been like this?" I asked the healer,
Seraphina's POVThe first pack that needed me was a small one three days' walk south of Morwen's woods.I heard them before I saw them. Screaming and the crash of wood breaking and the thick meaty sound of bodies hitting the ground.I was crossing a ridge at dusk when the wind shifted and brought the smell of blood and smoke and fear, sharp and sour, and the wolf in my chest lifted her head and pulled toward it.I followed the sound down the ridge and through a tree line and found them in a valley below. A pack of maybe thirty wolves, families mostly, pinned against the walls of their own settlement by a group of rogues who outnumbered them two to one.The rogues had torches and they were throwing them onto rooftops and the buildings were catching fire and the women and children were screaming and the men were fighting in the yard and losing.I stood at the top of the hill and looked down at it and the mask was warm against my face and the smoke and ash smell of it filled my nose and
Seraphina's POV I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him between my legs. "Don't you dare stop."He didn't kiss me again. Instead he pushed my thighs apart with both hands and looked down at where my dress had ridden up, at the thin fabric of my underthings darkened with wetness, and the so
Seraphina's POVI woke up to the sound of his heartbeat under my ear and for a few perfect seconds I forgot where I was.Then the candle guttered out on the bedside table and the chamber went dark, and reality hit me like cold water. I was in the hidden chamber. I'd stayed the whole night. The thin
Seraphina's POVAlpha Vaelorin.My sister’s husband was holding me in his arms, and I couldn’t move or breathe or do anything except stare at his face inches from mine while those sparks kept racing across my skin everywhere his arms pressed against me.His eyes were locked on mine, wide and confus
Seraphina's POV "Come." I pressed my thumb under the head and stroked fast. "Come on me. I want to feel it."He came with a groan he buried in my neck, his cock pulsing in my hands while hot spurts of his release landed on my inner thighs and my stomach and the ruined papers beneath me. His hips j







