All Chapters of Daughter of Ruin : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

SERA'S POV The alarm rang so hard like it had been waiting for this moment that I was in my perfect dream to wake me up. The sounds shot so deep into my ears drums and straight into my drain like some mindlink from the Queen when she's upset. At the moment I opened my eyes, still looking heavy and very tired, my head aching from the ringing alarm of the phone. I raised my pillow up, pulled the phone from underneath it and tapped the off button so hard. The sky hadn't even brightened up yet. “goddamnit this alarm” I murmured to myself. Staring at the phone like it had a mind of its own when in essence I was the one who set it. At that moment I moved it aside and placed my head back sluggishly on the pillow. I closed my eyes to try and get myself a few minutes of sleep. Then it rang again, I jumped up from the bed in anger. “Wtf I'm sure that I turned this alarm off, why ring again you cursed object from the jaws of disturbance”. I raised the phone again and turned it off. Try

SERA'S POV ‘What do you want, Jerry?’.I tapped send, my heart hammering a jagged rhythm against my ribs. I was just about to drop the phone when it buzzed a sharp, needy vibration that made my skin prickle.‘‘Sera, must you be so harsh?’.The pop-up message flashed across the screen. I snatched the phone back, my grip so tight the edges dug into my palm. My thumbs flew across the glass, fueled by three months of built-up silence and stings.‘It’s been three months. State your business or I’m blocking you.’‘Just wanted to check up on you,’ he replied. *‘Nothing much.’‘Well, thanks, Jerry. I’m fine. Have a nice day.’I threw the phone onto the tangled sheets and paced the room, my feet hitting the floor with heavy, angry thuds. I turned back to the bed, glaring at the device as if it were Jerry himself. With a frustrated cry, I slammed both fists into the mattress, trying to vent the heat rising under my skin.“Knock, knock! Sera, good morning.”The door creaked open, and there was

SERA'S POV "That petty, punny-ass bitch always gets on my nerves. I’m just glad I taught her a lesson," I muttered to myself, the words a bitter taste as I walked out of the kitchen.I reached slowly into the small bag cinched around my waist. My hand brushed against my phone, and I just stared at it for a long, quiet ten seconds before pulling it out. After a moment of hovering, I rolled my eyes at my own weakness and shoved it back into the bag.Then, the familiar buzz.‘To be frank, I miss you,’ Jerry’s message popped up on my screen.A second later, another followed: ‘Come on, reply to me. Whatever happened in the past, let’s just leave it there’.I went completely still, like a statue carved from ice. My gaze was anchored to the phone; I didn't want to look, but I couldn't seem to turn away. My fingers felt numb, like they belonged to a stranger, as I fumbled with the bag and snatched the device out one more time. The blood drained from my face, leaving me cold and hollow. The

LIAM'S POV She was able to dispatch my spiritual pressure within a few minutes. I increased it as I came close to her. It was at fifty percent and I'm sure of that and as of when she began to try to dispatch my spiritual pressure I increased it by twelve percent making it sixty-two percent in total. Most wolves would have crashed completely or lost their life. but she had simply swept it aside.My mind kept wondering as I pinned her there. My hand was a heavy weight over her navel, anchoring her to the floor, while my other hand locked her wrists high above her head. I kept my claws tucked in and my dead-lid staring into her eyes trying to figure out what just happened. With nothing but her small hands and a fierce, raw strength, she had pulled me down right on top of her.I took a slow, deep breath. The air from my lungs hit her face, catching her cream-colored hair and making it dance against her skin. Her eyes went wide, flashing with a wild, crazy fire. "Have you lost your mind?"

SERA'S POV “I bet you’re all just grumbling at his feet like a bunch of lapdogs,” I shouted, my voice bouncing off the empty, cold stone walls of the cell block. I yanked on the long chains binding my wrists, the metal groaning as I tested the distance. “You stand there guarding me like I’m some kind of monster!”.I let out a raw, deep roar, my anger a fire that refused to be put out. “If you call yourselves warriors, open these chains now! Let’s have a real fight. One on all! I’ll rip you limb from limb. And when I’m done, I’m going for your Lord. Your precious Lord who needs to be put out of his misery, for the Moon Goddess's sake.”I tried to lunge forward, to break the chains through sheer will, but the heavy iron around my ankles slammed me back down. I stared at the metal, the Banshee Runes etched into the surface pulsing with a sickly light. I pulled again, harder this time, but the chains around my neck only tightened, choking off my breath like a cursed item from the abyss.