LOGINSerafine's POV"The people would've turned against him." I answered quietly. "The High Priestess was loved by everyone." I continued as images from my dreams flashed through my mind. The ancient temple corridors that several dead bodies laid. The sacred tree at the center of the courtyard. Amaris's mother who is supposedly the high Priestess. The loyal maid, Elena, who sacrificed her life to save the baby. And the other people who had fought and died trying to protect the high priestess and her family."The people were loyal to her and her family." I said. "If they discovered that the Alpha King had massacred a whole bloodline of sacred and innocent people without proper investigation..." I swallowed hard. "They would've hated him."Bran nodded. "Yes.” then his gaze drifted toward the window. “It wouldn'thave ended with the people just hating him. He would have lost the throne he sacrificed so many lives for. That's why he went to such lengths to bury the truth."I couldn't understa
Serafine's POVBran waited patiently beside me. He watched me with those calm gray eyes of his that always made me feel safe."I've been having the same dream for some days now." I muttered.His brows furrowed. "The same dream?” then he shifted slightly onto his side so he could face me better. “What dream?"I found myself not being able to say more. The dream wasn't the only thing troubling me.There were too many questions inside my head now. Questions about my past. About my dreams. About myself.I turned to look at him. "I want to ask you something first.""Okay.""Do you know who Amaris is?" I asked."Amaris?"I nodded.Bran frowned thoughtfully, then he nodded. "I've heard the name before.""You have?""Yes."His brows knitted together. "But I can't remember where.” he looked at me, carefully, “Why do you ask?"I lowered my gaze. "My dreams have something to do with Amaris.""What exactly did you dream about?" He asked.I opened my mouth to speak, but closed it again. There were
Serafine'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 POVIf it wasn’t Grayson, then who would buy flowers and a bracelet for me?“Grayson, are you sure you didn’t…” I asked.“Yes, Serafine,” he looked me in the eye. “Did anyone say I sent them?”“The doctor,” I replied slowly. “He came in smiling… said you brought them as a wellbeing gift
Serafine’s POVMy head throbbed so violently it felt like something was beating against my skull from the inside.Hope helped me sit properly on the bed, her hands gentle despite the tension in the room. “I’m so sorry,” she whispered. Then under her breath, she added bitterly, “So much for the pac
Serafine’s POVMy heart was still racing from where Bran had grabbed me. My skin still remembered the pressure of his arms. I didn’t know what shocked me more. His sudden embrace or the look on his face when I pushed him away.The door clicked shut behind him. A few minutes later, it opened again.
Alpha Bran’s POVEven though we had suspected it. Even though the signs had been there…I didn’t believe it. Not until I saw the silver bracelet tear into her skin like acid. I stared at the screen, shock rooting me to the spot.Serafine was a wolf!My mate was a wolf.But that made no sense.The f







