Se connecterSera’s POV As he looked at me and started talking, I didn’t interrupt him and I did not move, because whatever he was about to say had already begun to reshape everything I thought I understood about him, about that night, and about the thin line that had always existed between truth and what we chose to hide from each other.The next thing he said as his gaze didn’t leave mine made me lose my composure as I staggered and fell on the available chair in the room. “That night when Caden called me to go into the club…”, he paused. “He told me to make sure you meet a man and have records of it”. That was what he said and I lost it immediately. I didn’t bother standing up from the chair I fell on. All I did was just stare at him as he was still on his knees and hold my head to keep up with the fragments of memory that were dropping in my mind. “I didn’t have a choice than to do what he had told me that night because he had a strong hold on me”, he continued. “Caden had been watching me
Sera’s POV As I laid down beside Dorian with my head placed on his chest and my arms wrapped around him, all I had in my head was what that woman that looked like me had told me earlier. “I don’t even know her name”, I thought. Velvet Eclipse My head was still full with the thoughts of what I heard from my supposed mother when that word interrupted my thoughts. I let my thoughts stay quiet for a while but then I kept hearing the word over and over again. That was when I realized it was Dorian’s thoughts. When I transformed fully at the palace gates a few months ago, Roran had told me that I would occasionally hear people’s random thoughts as that was one of the powers and maybe skills they possessed as werewolves. Ever since then, I have heard people’s random thoughts. Guards running everywhere to fulfil their daily tasks. Servants and maids moving around to make sure that things are put in place. I have no choice but to hear their thoughts even when it is irritating and annoying
Dorian’s POV After so much back and forth in the council chamber, we ended the meeting. The meeting did not end with agreement and it didn’t end with resolution. It ended with something I would consider dangerous and sensitive. While in the meeting, the council members and I had argued and still no solution was found because I won’t agree to the release of Caden not after the chaos he has caused. “We have to reschedule this meeting”, one of the members said while raising up his hand when the heat in the room was getting too intense. “We need more time to think and look for the appropriate solution”, he added. “That’s right. I agree”, another one said.And since I was already getting tired and fed up with the drama in the room, I agreed immediately without even giving it a proper thought. “That is right. We will be having this meeting again in two days”, I said as I brushed my hands through my hair because I was frustrated. “Two days and be ready to give up the position of the act
A few days before the council meeting with DorainCaden’s POVPrison was never meant to hold me, and every second I remained behind these walls only strengthened the certainty that this was temporary, because power like mine was not erased by iron bars or locked doors, it only waited, watched, and chose the right moment to return.The cell was quiet, but I was not.I sat against the cold wall with my head tilted slightly back, my eyes half closed not from rest but from calculation, because while the palace above continued to pretend that control had shifted, I knew better than to believe that anything had truly changed.Power had not left me.It had simply moved out of sight.And now—It was time to take it back.My fingers tightened slightly around the small device hidden beneath the folds of my sleeve, the weight of it insignificant compared to what it represented, because getting a phone into this cell had not been easy, and the guard who smuggled it in had done so with shaking han
Dorian’s POVI did not reconsider my position, and I did not soften my tone, because the moment the council made it clear that they intended to reinstate Caden, I understood that this was no longer a discussion about stability but a calculated attempt to shift power away from me.“I will not authorize his release,” I said, my voice steady and controlled, even as I felt the shift in the room grow heavier with every second that passed.Silence followed, but it was not the kind that came from uncertainty; it was the kind that came from resistance.Several members of the council exchanged glances, subtle at first, but deliberate enough to confirm what I had already begun to suspect, and then one of them leaned forward slightly, his fingers interlocked on the table as his gaze settled on me with a firmness that bordered on challenge.“You may not have the authority to refuse,” he said.I held his gaze without flinching, because if there was one thing I would not allow in this room, it was
Sera’s POVIt’s just barely thirty minutes that Dorian left and I couldn’t convince myself to stay in that room. The moment Dorian left, the silence he left behind did not calm me; it pressed in on me, thick and suffocating, filling the space with everything I was trying not to think about, everything I had just seen, everything I had just heard, and most of all, everything I had felt in that prison.Because it was not just what she said.It was not just how she looked.It was what happened inside me when I looked at her.That was what I could not ignore.I stood in the middle of the room, my fingers curled slightly at my sides, my breathing uneven despite how still I tried to remain, because the more I replayed it in my head, the more something twisted in my chest in a way I did not understand.She looked like me.That alone should have been enough to dismiss her.But it was not just the resemblance.It was the recognition.Not from my mind.From something deeper.Something instinct







