Se connecterSerafine’s POVThe moment I stepped back into my room, Clara shot up from the couch immediately.Her eyes were swollen badly from crying, and the anxious look on her face made it obvious she had been waiting for me the entire time.“How is he?” she asked quickly. “How’s Grayson?”I closed the door behind me slowly before answering.“He’s fine.”Relief flooded her face. But mine didn’t change. And Clara noticed.Her brows furrowed. “What’s wrong?”I walked further into the room slowly, my thoughts still spinning badly from everything Grayson had told me.“He’s fine,” I repeated quietly. Then I looked directly at her. “But I’m not.”Confusion crossed her face. “What is the problem, Serafine?”I exhaled slowly. “I have to get Grayson out of prison.”Clara stared at me in shock. I continued before she could interrupt. “It’s time I repay all the favors he’s done for me.”Her lips parted slightly.“But…” she hesitated, “are you sure he didn’t kill those men?”“Yes.”Clara blinked at me.I m
Grayson’s POVThe moment Serafine walked into my cell earlier, my heart nearly stopped.Even now, standing before me with her fingers curled around the iron bars, I still found it hard to believe she had truly come.After manipulating her trust again and again. I had convinced myself she hated me already.And honestly? I would have understood if she did. Yet she still came.The sight of her standing there had filled me with so much relief and happiness. I had wanted nothing more than to pull her into my arms and hold her tightly. To bury my face against her neck and keep it there for as long as I wanted.But the cold iron bars between us reminded me quickly of reality. I couldn’t even touch her properly anymore. And worse, she belonged to someone else.The thought burned painfully inside my chest like always. Yet I couldn’t stop myself from staring at her while she listened to me quietly.But the moment I explained why I had taken those heads, she frowned. I looked down.“I know,” I
Serafine’s POV Grayson’s expression fell after my words. His eyes lowered slowly to the floor while silence stretched heavily between us.Guilt twisted inside my chest at the sight of him looking like that.I sighed softly. “Don’t make that face.”Grayson remained quiet.I studied him for a few seconds before asking the question that had been sitting heavily inside my mind since I arrived. “Did you kill those men?”His head lifted sharply. He just stared at me for seconds before smiling.My brows furrowed. “Why are you smiling?”A quiet chuckle escaped him, though there was no real amusement behind it. “I just didn’t expect you to ask me the same question everyone else has been asking.”Confusion crossed my face. “What do you mean?”Grayson looked at me through the bars.“You and I have known each other for a long time, Serafine. We’ve gone through a lot together. I expected you to understand me more than anyone else.”I stood there stunned by his words.Something about the way he sai
Alpha Bran’s POV Bran said nothing after my request. But his silence already gave me the answer. Of course he wouldn’t allow it.Grayson was now a prisoner under investigation for murder. Bran would never risk anyone interfering with that. Especially not me. Yet I refused to back down.I turned to face him. My breath nearly caught again the moment my eyes landed on him.He had already pulled the shirt on halfway, the black fabric hanging open while his hands adjusted it over his broad shoulders. His dark hair was still slightly damp, his chest bare beneath the unbuttoned shirt.The sight alone made my pulse stumble.My goodness…I immediately looked away again.“I need to see him,” I repeated firmly despite the chaos happening inside me. “Just for a few minutes.”“Fine.” Bran said after another moment of silence.I blinked hard as my head snapped toward him. I thought I heard him wrong. That it could just be my imagination. “What did you say?” I whispered.Bran buttoned his shirt ca
Serafine’s POVThe lingering sound of soft sobs pulled me from sleep.I shifted slightly under the blankets, still half asleep while the faint sound continued through the quiet room.My eyelids blinked open. The room was still dim from the early morning light filtering through the curtains. I remained still, listening carefully until I realized the sound was coming from the other side of the room.I pushed myself upright quickly. “Clara?”She sat curled on the couch near the window with her knees pulled tightly against her chest. Her shoulders shook while tears streamed down her face.I threw the blanket aside and hurried toward her. “Clara, what happened?”She looked up at me with swollen red eyes before breaking down again.My chest tightened painfully as I sat beside her quickly and held her shoulders. “Clara, talk to me.”“It’s Grayson…” she cried.Fear settled heavily inside me at the name she mentioned.“What happened to him?”Clara struggled to breathe properly between sobs. It
Alpha Bran’s POVThe moment the rogue mentioned killing one of them, every guard around me stayed on alert, ready for anything.My eyes locked onto the rogue holding Clara while my wolf growled inside me, wanting me to tear him apart.“Do you have a death wish?” I asked coldly, “You dare come into my pack lands to disturb my work tonight?”The rogue only smirked despite the dozens of wolves surrounding him.“We didn’t come here for you, Alpha Bran.”His words irritated me. .I took one step forward. “Then why are you here?”“We came for the bodies of our brothers.”Shock spread visibly across the surrounding guards.Bane stepped forward, his face hardening. “Explain yourself.”The rogue looked toward him lazily. “Two of the men your Alpha found dead belonged to us.” The rogue continued calmly, “We tracked them here after they stopped reporting back.”“Brothers?” one Crystal Pack guard muttered in disbelief.“They were rogues?” another whispered.The rogue nodded once. “And we came to
Alpha Bran's POV I returned from patrolling the borders, pushed open the door to my bedroom and found it empty.I froze, nostrils flaring as I took another breath, then another. I checked the other room, bathrooms, kitchen, living room. They only carried her scent but she wasn't in.My jaw tighten
Serafine’s POVI was still sliding off the bike when the door of the lakehouse flew open.A beautiful girl burst out, running towards Grayson. Before I could even register what was happening, she jumped, wrapping herself around him with a delightful squeal.“Grayson!”He caught her easily. “Easy, Cla
Serafine's POV Bran had left hours ago, saying he had something urgent to do at his office. I laid sprawled in his bed, doing nothing except thinking about my unfortunate life.I rolled onto my side and groaned softly, clutching the pillow beneath my chin. Before leaving, Bran had warned that if
Alpha Bran's POVShe had grabbed my hair as she tried to push me away with her feet. But she was too weak for my build. Her body was chasing the orgasm just like the music on the outside crescendos. And I was strumming her like my personal guitarI grazed my fangs on her core and with a scream she







