LOGINSerafine’s POVI was enjoying this far more than I should.Watching Bran, the mighty Alpha of the Dark Mountain Pack struggle to keep himself together because of me?My gaze flicked briefly to Bran again, taking in the tension in his shoulders, the way his eyes kept betraying him every time they traced over me. It was obvious that I had so much effect on him.It did something to me. And I needed that.Because this wasn’t just about teasing him.This was also about buying more time for Grayson. He had told me earlier that Bran wouldn’t let him anywhere near those prisoners. Grayson deserved this. The past seven days hadn’t been easy for him. I had seen it. Even when he tried to hide it behind his usual calm demeanor. His wounds had healed, thanks to his his wolf. But healing flesh was nothing compared to the questions left behind in his mind.Why had they attacked that night? If they were sent, who did? And if not, what business did I have with them for them to want to kill me the sec
Alpha Bran’s POVI forgot how to breathe. Everything faded into nothing because she was standing in front of me.My gaze moved before I could stop it, drawn to her like she was my life. She was my life, anyway.From the soft fall of her deep auburn mangled hair, down to the way her dress clung to her slim frame, revealing her delicate curves. And stopping just above her knees, leaving her straight legs bare. Her feet were beautifully adorned with red heels.My throat went completely dry at the sight of my stunningly gorgeous mate.My wolf surged forward instantly, desperate and drawn to her in a way that made it impossible to hold his turbulent emotions in.‘MINE.’ he growled in my head.“Stop drooling and get back to your senses.”Aric’s voice slammed into my head through the mindlink.I choked. Turning sharply to him, and frowned. “What do you mean?”Serafine’s voice cut in, amused. “Aric didn’t say anything.”I froze. My jaw tightening as the realization that I had said it out lou
Serafine’s POVClara and I ran across the grass like children with no responsibilities and no past chasing after us.“I’m tired!” I finally called out, bending slightly as I placed my hands on my knees, trying to catch my breath.Clara skidded to a stop a few feet away, her chest rising and falling just as quickly. “You’re just saying that because I was about to win.”I lifted my head, shooting her a look. “Win what exactly?”“The game,” she said confidently.“What game?”She blinked. “The one we’ve been playing?”I straightened, folding my arms. “Clara, we were just running around.”She gasped dramatically. “So now you’re denying it?”I laughed, shaking my head as I turned toward the house. “I’m going inside,” Clara followed immediately, not even pretending to argue anymore. “Me too. I'm thirsty.”We stepped into the house, the cool air inside wrapping around us instantly, calming the warmth that clung to my skin. And that was when we saw Grayson moving toward the door.“Grayson?” C
Alpha Bran’s POV“We are not sure that the man in black in the cell footage was Michael. We can’t prove that he’s the one that killed Kael.” Aric’s voice cut through the room, tight with frustration. I turned slightly, leaning one shoulder against the window frame, arms folding loosely across my chest. “Calm down, Aric,” His jaw ticked. “Calm down?”“Sometimes,” I continued, unfazed, “time reveals things better than actiond ever will.”He let out a harsh breath, dragging a hand through his hair. “And what? We just sit here and wait? While whoever is behind this goes on doing more?”“What do you want us to do, then?” I asked quietly. He went silent immediately, thinking before looking up at me again. “Well, we can figure out something if we sit down to think about it.”I chuckled, glancing back at Serafine briefly before turning to look at him again. “Stop worrying too much, Aric. If you were a human you would have developed high blood pressure by now.”He remained silent, his eyes
Alpha Bran’s POVSeven days had passed since the attack at the lakehouse. Seven days since I made the decision that went against every instinct my wolf possessed.And yet, here I was. Watching her. My hands rested against the window frame, my gaze fixed on the scene below in Grayson’s backyard. The late afternoon sun stretched lazily across the grass, catching in her hair as she moved.Serafine laughed. The sound of her laughter, carrying faintly through the distance, soft but clear enough to reach me. There was no fear in her eyes. No tension in her shoulders. Just warmth. And Life.Clara darted past her, barefooted and breathless, holding what looked like a folded cloth, waving it like a flag as she ran.“You’re cheating!” Clara accused, laughing.“I’m winning,” Serafine shot back, easily sidestepping her.“That’s not the same thing!”“It is to me!”I exhaled slowly, the corner of my mouth lifting in a smirk.As long as she was happy, I was happy. That mattered more than anything
Serafine’s POVSomething about Bran irritated me. Not the way he looked. God knew that wasn’t the problem. Standing there, drenched from the rain, powerful, and completely unapologetic in his presence… any other woman would have probably melted on the spot.And maybe a part of me did react. But that wasn’t where the issue was. The problem was the way he spoke about my life like I had no say in it. The way he was always quick to make decisions for me. Like my life was something he could just step into and take control of.My jaw tightened as I held his gaze. “You're always doing this.” A flicker of confusion crossed his face. “Doing what?”“Acting like you get to decide my life for me,” I replied, crossing my arms over my chest. “You act like what I want doesn’t matter as long as it fits whatever you think is right.”“That’s not—”“It is.” I didn’t let him finish.“Three months ago, you tried to force me into staying with you. Today, you're doing it again. And even saying I will leave
Bran's POV I pushed Saskia off without thinking, and regretted doing that when she looked at me with horrific eyes.My gaze returned to Grayson who had reported Serafine missing. Missing? Impossible. Dark Mountain was the only pack in North America with top notch security. Not even a fly can le
Serafine's POV “Lock me in here.” I said.Silence fell in the room. Aric and the Gammas exchanged looks before looking back at me.Bran's eyes showed with surprise. He wasn't expecting my answer.“So be it.” His voice was final. He turned and left. Aric, Gamma Lupin and Bane, Grayson, they all loo
Serafine's POV My mind was still processing why Saskia's cousin was kind to me when the door slammed open, and Alpha Bran stormed in.Just like always, he was furious.My heart skipped.What did I do wrong again?Grayson’s head bowed low in respect. I forced myself to follow, ignoring the dizzines
Alpha Bran’s POVMy heart shook when the human girl stabbed Saskia—It wasn't just for Saskia's life, but for the aftermath of the incident.Saskia was my fiancée, yes. But she was also the daughter of Alpha Jayden, the former Alpha of Crescent Pack. Saskia was the bridge that held my pack and Cresc







