FAZER LOGINSerafine's POVMy brain couldn't form any coherent sentence at that time because the Priest's prophecy echoed endlessly inside my head.‘If you become Luna, danger will come. The Alpha family will suffer.’“Serafine?” Bran called and I snapped out of my thoughts, looking at him.He was standing in front of me. Completely unaware that a prophecy might be hanging over his head because of me."Serafine, what's wrong?" His voice softened, concern appeared on his face. His hands settled on my shoulders. "What happened? You look upset.""I'm fine." I said quickly."But you don't look fine."I forced on a smile. "I'm just tired."His eyes searched my face carefully. Then his gaze dropped to my dripping clothes again. "And why are you soaking wet?"I glanced down."I went out for a walk." I lied."A walk?"I nodded and added, "The rain caught me before I could get back.""Why didn't you hide under a shelter until it stopped?"I shrugged my shoulders. "That didn'tcome to my mind."Bran sighed
Serafine's POV‘You are Amaris… You belong to this temple...If you become Luna, danger will come to the Alpha family.’ these words haunted me as I walked slowly down the street leading away from the temple, barely noticing the people around me.None of anything he said made any sense to me.Because how could I possibly be Amaris?How could the baby in my dreams be me?The daughter of the High Priestess? The child whose entire family had been slaughtered?I shook my head no. There had to be some mistake somewhere.Grayson had told me countless times that Bran found me wandering alone in the streets of the human territory. Everyone in the pack said the same thing. Bran himself also said something related to that whenever I asked questions about my past. He took pity on me and brought me into his pack to protect me. And then it turned out that I was his fated mate.And when I asked him which pack I belonged to, he always gave me the same answer. "I don't know yet. We are still invest
Saskia's POVThe dream always started the same way with screams and guards dragging Stella through the corridor while she struggled against them.Her wrists were bound together. Her dress was torn. Yet she still carried herself with pride.I followed behind them, watching and enjoying every moment of it.Suddenly I found myself standing in the execution square. Thousands of werewolves gathered round the platform. Everyone wanted to witness the end of the most hated bloodline in history.At the center of the platform was Stella. My wicked stepmother. The last descendant of the Evil Priestess's lineage. Her head was forced onto the butcher stone.I stood at the very front of the crowd, smirking and waiting for the moment her head would be severed from the rest of her.Bran stepped onto the platform. He had just clocked twenty then. But even at that age, he was feared by the other Alphas who were far older than him. And he was greatly favoured by the Alpha King and carried his authority.
Serafine's POVThe High Priest's words continued to echoe inside my head. ‘You are Amaris.’I stared at him, waiting for him to laugh and tell me it was some strange joke. But to my surprise, he didn't.Hope looked just as confused as I was.The old priest suddenly turned toward her. "Hope."The pregnant woman blinked. "Yes?"The High Priest smiled warmly. "You should go inside and have breakfast."Hope immediately frowned. "I already ate.""Then eat again."She stared at him.The old priest chuckled. "And rest afterward."Hope groaned dramatically. "I've been resting since. My back aches a lot now."The High Priest looked pointedly at her swollen stomach. "You're almost due. You need all the rest you can get."Hope sighed. "Fine."The priest nodded in satisfaction.Then Hope looked toward me. "Take care of yourself, okay?"I smiled faintly at her. "I will."She hesitated, as if she wanted to say something else. But just nodded. "See you later.""See you."She turned and headed toward
Serafine's POVI woke up gasping. My heart hammered violently against my ribs and the next few seconds I couldn't tell what was real and what wasn't.The images lingered inside my mind with terrifying clarity. I sat upright in bed and pressed a trembling hand against my chest.Why was I always having these dream? I could still hear Elena's final words in my head. ‘Live on…Amaris.’A chill ran through me.The room was quiet. Morning sunlight spilled through the windows. Birds chirped outside. Suddenly I felt like I needed to visit the temple. Maybe if I went there I would get answers to why these dreams always came to me. ***The morning air was cool against my skin as I walked through Dark Mountain territory. Most pack members were still beginning their day. A few greeted me respectfully as I passed. I smiled politely but barely paid attention. My mind remained trapped inside the dream.The temple soon came into view.The massive structure stood exactly as it had in the dream. And
Serafine's POVThe dying High Priestess lifted a trembling hand toward the baby."Amaris..." Her voice was barely audible.The maid quickly shifted closer and gently placed the baby into her arms. The moment the baby settled against her chest, something changed in the woman's expression. Peace flashed across her face. Though she was still pained and still in grief. Tears slid down her pale cheeks. "My baby..." Her lips trembled.The tiny baby girl reached upward and touched her mother's face. The simple gesture shattered whatever strength the woman still possessed.A broken sob escaped her. "I'm sorry." More tears fell from her eyes. "I'm so sorry."The baby cooed happily, unaware of the tragedy unfolding around her.The High Priestess squeezed her eyes shut.Blood stained her white gown. Her body was growing weaker by the second. Yet all her attention remained on her child."I couldn't protect you." Her voice cracked. "I failed you."The maid began to cry harder.The High Priestess
Alpha Bran’s POVHer wetness and arousal were creating havoc in my mind. All I thought of was pinning her down and driving my cock inside her while I plunged my fangs into her soft skin. She wrapped her arms around my neck as she spread her thighs wider and rode me harder.It felt like she was cha
Serafine’s POVI sat on the edge of the bed, knees pulled to my chest. It's been two days since I was locked in my room. And soon, I would be free.Not the kind of freedom you imagine. But the kind that forces me to continue serving Alpha Bran and his household.My back still ached from the wounds
Alpha Bran’s POVI slammed the office door harder than necessary. My chest wouldn’t settle. Not after what I’d done.Punishing Serafine for refusing to go to work should have brought me satisfaction. This time it didn't. Ryker paced endlessly beneath my skin. He was restless and angry. ‘You hurt
Serafine's POV Grayson’s words wouldn’t stop echoing in my head.I paced to and fro in my room, rubbing my palms and blowing air on them every second. Anxiety clawed in my chest. Grayson might have meant something else when he said those words to me. But in my head, it meant a clue to run. To esca







