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Seraphine’s POV
The moon was full above Shadowfang and thousands of wolves were present under the moon.
Wolves lit torches that burned in a wide circle around the ancient stone altar.
Tonight was the night I finally became Luna, not just Rhydian’s mate in secret, but bound by blood and magic in front of the entire pack. I felt so excited.
I stood barefoot on the cold stone, wearing the white gown the elders had chosen. My hands trembled a little, but I hid it and pressed them together.
Rhydian faced me, tall and strong in black, his silver eyes locked on mine. He looked calm, but trust me when I say he’s ruthless.
His jaw was tightened and he hated crowds almost as much as he loved me.
The High Elder raised the ceremonial dagger. The blade caught the moonlight and threw it back.
Rhydian stepped closer. His fingers brushed mine calmly. “You ready, love?” he asked.
I nodded fast. My heart was racing. “I have never been more ready for anything in my life.”
He smiled faintly. My stomach flipped the way it always did when he looked at me like I was the only person in the world.
The elder started chanting old and powerful words. The air grew thick, and pressed against my skin.
I felt the bond inside me stretch and pull, reaching for Rhydian. My wolf whined with joy, pawing at my chest, desperate to be closer to his wolf.
Rhydian lifted my hand and turned it palm up. The elder passed him the dagger.
This was the moment. One cut across my palm, one across his, then we would press them together and the magic would seal us forever.
I looked up at Rhydian. “I love you,” I whispered.
His eyes softened. “I love you more.”
The dagger came down and pain exploded across my chest.
The pain wasn’t from my palm but from my chest.
I looked down, confused. The blade was buried deep between my ribs, right under my heart.
Blood gushed out hot and fast, it soaked the white dress instantly and my knees buckled.
Rhydian’s face changed. That calm smile vanished, his eyes widened with horror and his mouth opened but he didn’t say a word.
Then a broken roar tore from his throat.
“Seraphine!”
I couldn’t breathe. The pain was killing me, I tried to grab the handle to pull it out but my hands were numb and my legs gave out completely.
Rhydian caught me before I hit the stone, he dropped to his knees and pulled me against his chest.
“No, no, no, no,” he kept saying, over and over, rocking me.
His hands pressed hard over the wound, as he tried to stop the blood but it kept gushing out warm and sticky between his fingers.
I looked up at him. His face was pale, eyes wild and teary. Tears ran down his cheeks. I had never seen Rhydian cry before.
“Why?” I managed to choke out as blood filled my mouth.
He shook his head. “I didn’t—Seraphine, I didn’t mean—” His voice cracked.
He looked at the dagger still in his hand like he didn’t understand how it got there.
The chanting had stopped. The pack was screaming, some wolves shifted and ran while others stood frozen.
I saw Lysandra, my sister , at the edge of the circle, her hand over her mouth, eyes wide.
She looked shocked, but her eyes had excitement in them.
My body started shaking and cold crept up my legs even though Rhydian’s arms were burning hot around me.
“I don’t want to die,” I whispered. Tears blurred everything. “Rhydian, I don’t want to leave you.”
“You’re not going anywhere,” he growled. His voice was fierce now, as if he could order death itself to stay away. “Stay with me, Seraphine. Look at me… please… stay. Don’t leave me.”
I tried… I really tried, but the pain faded into something numb gradually. My wolf howled inside me, scared and angry, clawing at nothing.
Rhydian leaned down, pressing his forehead to mine. His tears fell on my face. “Please,” he begged. “Please don’t leave me. I can’t do this without you.”
I wanted to tell him I loved him, I wanted to tell him I was scared, but my vision darkened at the edges.
His grip tightened. “Seraphine… forgive me,” he whispered with a broken voice.
The world went black and I faded away.
Seraphine’s POV Lysandra stood so fast her chair scraped. “Alpha, you cannot—” “I can,” he said. “And I did.” Torin’s mouth opened. “This is unprecedented.” Rhydian turned to the pack. “She stays. Anyone who touches her answers to me.” The room erupted, people yelled, some cheered, and most looked furious. As I stared at him, my heart slammed against my ribs. He had just put himself between me and the whole pack. Lysandra’s face went pale and she looked at me with pure hatred. Rhydian walked to me. “Come,” he said quietly. I followed him out, and the doors shut behind us. The doors to the council room had barely closed behind us when Rhydian let go of my hand. His fingers slipped away quickly, as if touching me burned him. I stopped walking and looked up at him, waiting for something to show he was still the man who had just stood between me and death. He kept moving, three steps ahead, he stopped. “Rhydian.” I called him. He turned slowly, and his ey
Seraphine’s POVThey came for me at dawn.When I heard the pounding steps, I sat up quickly and the blanket fell off my shoulders. Rhydian was already awake. He stood by the window, arms crossed, staring at the door lost in thoughts.Three sharp knocks came at the door. “Alpha,” Eldric’s voice said from the other side. “The council is ready and they want her now.”Rhydian turned to me, without smiling. I swallowed. “It’s okay,” I said, even though nothing felt okay. “I’ll go.”He crossed the room and grabbed my hand. “You don’t have to do this alone.”“I know.” I squeezed back. “But I have to face them.”He pulled me close for one second, gave me a quick hug and let go. Then the door opened. Eldric stood there with four guards. Their faces were blank, but their hands stayed near their belts. They did not look at me like a guest anymore, they looked at me like a danger.We walked through the pack house in silence, heads turned as we passed and the whispers followed. “Witch.”“Mu
Seraphine’s POVElder Mara lay on the floor. Her body was twisted at unnatural angles, her arms were bent backward and fingers curled into rigid claws. Her eyes stared sightless at the ceiling and black veins crawled across her skin with dark residue clung to her robes and to the stones around her. It looked like traces of forbidden magic. I dropped to my knees and hovered my hands over her but I couldn’t bring myself to touch her.A sob ripped out of me then I heard footsteps. I was scared and quickly stepped aside. It was Rhydian, he followed me earlier without my knowing. My screaming made him reveal himself. Immediately he saw me on my knees, and saw Mara, his face went pale. “No,” he whispered. “No.”“Whoever it was had used black magic to leave no doubt.”I clung to Rhydian and my fingers twisted in his shirt.***I could not stop shaking after we found Elder Mara. Rhydian held me close in her cottage, and his shirt got wet from my tears. He did not let go for a long ti
Seraphine’s POVSomeone knocked at the door and Rhydian wore a shirt, and went to open the door. He stood there discussing with the guard, I barely heard what they talked about. Then the door clicked shut.Rhydian came back to the bed. He sat on the edge and brushed a strand of hair from my face with the back of his knuckles.“Elder Mara asked to see you alone,” he said quietly. “She says it’s urgent.”From his look, he looked tired with sleep under his eyes. “I’ll go,” I told him.His hand tightened on the blanket. “I don’t like you going alone.”“She asked for me specifically.”He stared at me for a long moment, finally he nodded in agreement. “I’ll walk you to the gate.”He helped me up and my side ached when I moved. He got me a simple green dress, and helped me into it. His fingers were gentle as he tied the laces at my back. Every time his knuckles grazed my skin, small warm sparks prickled along my spine. I felt him pause each time, and felt his breath hitch, but he didn’
Seraphine’s POVI came back to myself slowly and tried to move my fingers, but a pain throbbed low in my ribs. When I opened my eyes, the room was dim and only one lamp burned on the bedside table. I saw stretched shadows across the wall and I recognised the space immediately. It was Rhydian’s bedroom, his private room on the top floor where no one else was allowed. The bed was huge, carved from dark wood and the sheets under me were soft. I lay on my back with my torn dress replaced by one of his oversized linen shirts. My gaze moved to the chair pulled close beside the bed. Rhydian sat there, asleep.His head rested against the bed, and his arms lay loose on his lap. One hand reached out and held mine, his fingers were wrapped around my left hand where Vaelan’s mark hid under the bandage. His chest heaved and dark circles were under his eyes. A streak of my blood still stained his cheeks from when he carried me. I stared at him. My throat tightened.He looked wrecked and exh
Seraphine’s POVI stayed in my room most of the morning after Rhydian locked me in his study the night before. He let me out at dawn with nothing more than a quiet “Go rest” and a suspicious look.I walked back to my room on heavy legs and my palm still burned under the glove where Vaelan’s mark hid. My ribs ached from the reversed mate mark. I couldn’t or sleep. I just sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the wall until the sounds of the pack house waking up drifted under my door.Suddenly, voices grew louder in the halls, seems something important was happening today. I felt it in the air, in the way the wolves moved faster than usual. I pulled on a plain gray dress and slipped out before anyone could come looking for me.The great hall was already full when I reached the upper balcony that overlooked it. I stayed in the shadows behind one of the thick support beams, where no one saw me. Down below, the pack elders sat in a half-circle of carved wooden chairs. Rhydian sto







