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AUTHOR'S POV Serafina sat on the edge of her bed, her hands resting motionlessly on her lap, eyes glazed over with thoughts she couldn’t untangle. Then the entrance door to her room creaked slightly, and Kira entered with light footsteps, her arms cradling a fresh set of linens. The rustle of fabric pulled Serafina from her daze. Her eyes blinked slowly, and then she turned toward Kira, her voice hoarse and barely above a whisper. "Has the child woken up?" Kira’s brows lifted slightly in surprise, but she nodded at once. "Yes, my lady. She has." Serafina stood slowly from the bed, her posture still stiff with unspoken weight. "Take me to her." Kira set the linens carefully on the small center table, still a little surprised. "Yes, my lady." She hadn’t expected her mistress, who was still raw from everything, to ask after Layla. From the open doorway to the patio, Deidra stepped in, her hands still stained with fresh soil from the small clay pot she had been arranging with peo

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Serafina's POV. We walked back to my room, quiet and tense, the air hanging with the weight of everything Wanda had said. As soon as the door closed behind us, Mira emerged from the dressing room, her brows slightly raised. "My lady, did you see the child?" she asked, looking between us. I sighed, sharp and angry, then crossed the room and sat heavily on the edge of the bed. Kira answered for me, her voice low. "Miss Donald didn’t let us." Mira’s frown deepened. "Does she have the right to do that?" Deidra sighed from the side. "She used the Alpha’s name. That’s all it takes." Mira looked like she had more to say, but I cut the room into silence with a sharp fist pressed into the bed. The thud wasn’t loud, but it was enough. They all turned toward me. "I’m not going to dinner," I said flatly, still staring at the floor. "Not with them." Kira blinked. "But, my lady... It’s not allowed. Everyone must be present when the Alpha is at the table." I scoffed. I was about to tell h

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Alpha King Daxton's POV. The gates parted before the black car, and as the engine stilled in the courtyard, a warrior opened the door with a respectful nod. "Welcome back, Alpha King," he said, then added, "Your brother arrived earlier. He is inside." I stepped out, adjusting the cuffs of my shirt. "Good." I didn’t think he would arrive before my return. Lord Cassian rounded the car just in time to hear it. "Should I send for him?" Before I could reply, my phone buzzed in my inner jacket pocket. I slid it out and glanced at the screen. Mr. Cole was displayed clearly on it. I turned the screen toward Lord Cassian. "This is going to take a while." He nodded in understanding. "I will see him after dinner," I added. "I will inform him," Lord Cassian said, falling into step beside me as we entered the house. I swiped the screen to answer. "Good evening, uncle." I took the stairs two at a time, my voice calm but steady as I greeted him. The familiar scent of my quarters, min

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Alpha King Daxton's POV.After dinner, we moved to my home office. I led the way, pushing the door open as the coolness of the air conditioning brushed across my face.The scent of brewed Americano lingered in the air, courtesy of the two cups already set on the low table by the staff. Two more were added shortly after.We sat around the plush couches in the living area, which were cream and mahogany tones under the soft yellow light.I took one of the single-seaters, leaving the other beside me vacant. Dennis and Lord Cassian shared the three-seater across from me, while Wanda took the loveseat to the side, crossing one leg over the other, always polished.I took a long sip from my mug before I spoke. "We will continue the investigation, but it must remain discreet. “No sudden movements that would alert Duskmoor’s council."All three nodded in agreement.Then, for the next ten minutes, I revealed the details of our next line of action, which they all supported, before I moved on

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Serafina's POV. Kira returned to my bedroom, the door opening softly as the cool hallway light spilled in. Behind her, Cora and Arya followed with a tray between them. The scent hit me before the visuals did. I didn’t move. I was curled in the corner of the two-seater couch, a thick newspaper folded open across my lap. My white robe, modest and soft, hung loose on my shoulders, and my bare feet tucked beneath me. Deidra had found the paper earlier. Said it would keep me from boredom. She wasn’t wrong. I had asked for it, actually. I wanted to know what kind of city I had just walked into. Duskmoor wasn’t Ironveil. There was more order here. More tension, too. "Put the tray there," Kira instructed quietly. Cora and Arya set it down on the small center table, bowed lightly, and stepped out. I folded the newspaper in half and set it aside on the stool beside me. Then my eyes found Kira’s. "So it seems I succeeded," I murmured as I briefly glanced at my delicious dinner s

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Serafina's POV. Kira returned to my bedroom, the door opening softly as the cool hallway light spilled in. Behind her, Cora and Arya followed with a tray between them. The scent hit me before the visuals did. I didn’t move. I was curled in the corner of the two-seater couch, a thick newspaper folded open across my lap. My white robe, modest and soft, hung loose on my shoulders, and my bare feet tucked beneath me. Deidra had found the paper earlier. Said it would keep me from boredom. She wasn’t wrong. I had asked for it, actually. I wanted to know what kind of city I had just walked into. Duskmoor wasn’t Ironveil. There was more order here. More tension, too. "Put the tray there," Kira instructed quietly. Cora and Arya set it down on the small center table, bowed lightly, and stepped out. I folded the newspaper in half and set it aside on the stool beside me. Then my eyes found Kira’s. "So it seems I succeeded," I murmured as I briefly glanced at my delicious dinner sitti

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Serafina's POV. "Let everything that happened remain in the past." I stared at the closed door after Kira and Deidra left, those words echoing in my skull like a curse. My blood boiled. What does he mean by let everything that happened stay in the past? Did Alpha King Daxton even understand the weight of what he had said to me? The cruelty behind it? Or was it just another command he expected me to accept with my head bowed, like the obedient, cursed woman I was supposed to be? The nerve of him! If he thought I would forgive and forget what he did to me not even twenty-four hours ago, then he was either a joker or he thought I was one. I clenched my jaw so tight it hurt. My appetite almost vanished completely. Almost. But I would not let that man, his words, his audacity, ruin the only peaceful thing left in this wretched place: my dinner. After drawing in a slow, calming breath, I reached for the warm napkin and wiped my hands clean. Then I picked up a slice of bread

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Serafina's POV. "Thankfully, you can join us for breakfast," Wanda said sweetly from her seat. I didn’t even glance in her direction. Whatever game she was playing this morning, whether it was guilt, performance, or petty sabotage, I wasn’t going to play along. She could sit there and smile herself into oblivion for all I cared. From the head table, Alpha King Daxton’s voice broke the silence. "I don’t see Dennis here. Where is he?" Lord Cassian, sitting just beside me, answered smoothly, "He just finished his morning run. He will be here soon." And just like that, footsteps echoed from the corridor beyond. I tilted my head slightly to the side, curious but unprepared for what I saw. It was him. The handsome man with the horse. The one I had vented to in the garden yesterday. And he was... walking straight up to Alpha King Daxton. "Good morning, brother," he said with a wide grin, and my stomach dropped. He pulled out the chair directly to Alpha King Daxton’s right and sat

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AUTHOR'S POV After breakfast ended, Wanda excused herself with a soft smile, rising gracefully from the table and taking measured steps toward the grand staircase. The second floor was quiet, almost heavy with the slow rise of morning light bleeding through the tall windows. She didn’t waste time. As soon as she reached her bedroom door, she slipped inside and shut it firmly behind her. The click of the lock sounded loud in the stillness. Wanda strode across the polished floor, her fingers already moving quickly to unlock her phone. She scrolled to a familiar number and pressed Call.’ She didn’t have to wait long. After three short rings, the line connected. "Good morning," Wanda said sweetly, her lips curled in a confident smile. "What is good about this morning?" came the sharp, impatient growl from the other end. Wanda chuckled under her breath. "Everything, Father. Everything." ’You just need to be a little bit patient.’ There was a beat of silence, then Ronald’s tone s

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Author's POV Lord Cassian walked into Alpha King Daxton’s office, a form neatly tucked under his arm. Alpha King Daxton sat behind his heavy oak desk, scribbling a few notes, but he looked up as Lord Cassian approached. "Alpha King," Lord Cassian handed the form over. Alpha King Daxton leaned back, accepting it. He flipped through the information quickly, noticing Serafina’s neat, deliberate handwriting. His sharp gaze immediately caught the blank spaces. She had filled everything except the ’Spouse’s Name’ and ’Home Address’ sections. He understood that, by skipping the address, she wouldn’t know it yet since she had just arrived at Duskmoor. But leaving out the name? He tapped the corner of the page against his desk once, thoughtful. Did she not know his full name? Or did she know it perfectly well, and simply chose to leave it blank just to pass a message to him? A slow exhale escaped Alpha King Daxton. He would never know Serafina’s true intentions on this matter. With

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