Seraphina's POVConsciousness returned in fragments.First, the softness beneath me. Sheets that felt like water against my skin, cool and impossibly smooth.Then, the warmth. A thick blanket tucked around my body, cocooning me in comfort I didn't recognize.Finally, the scent. Cedar. Smoke. Something dark and expensive that tugged at the edges of my memory.Where am I?I opened my eyes.The ceiling above me was high. Dark wood beams crossed the expanse, rich and imposing. The walls were paneled in the same deep mahogany, broken only by floor-to-ceiling windows draped in heavy velvet the color of midnight.This wasn't a hospital.I turned my head slowly, wincing at the dull throb that pulsed through my skull. The room came into focus piece by piece.A massive fireplace dominated one wall, cold and dark now but clearly designed for roaring flames. Above it hung an oil painting—wolves running through snow, their eyes gleaming with predatory intelligence.The furniture was all sharp angl
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