SeraphinaA sharp, violent jolt tore me from the dark void of unconsciousness.My eyes snapped open, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. For a long, dizzying moment, the world spun in a blur of deep shadows and soft moonlight. The ceiling above me wasn't the damp, decaying stone of the Darkmoor dungeons, nor was it the freezing open sky of the snow-covered border.It was arched obsidian, carved with glowing blue runes that hummed with a quiet, ancient power.I tried to sit up, but a searing, white-hot pain shot through my chest—a sensation like thousands of electrified needles stabbing straight into my core. A choked gasp tore from my throat as memories flooded back in a terrifying rush: Cassian’s cruel laughter on the balcony, Beta Marcus’s silver-threaded whip tearing through my spine, Gideon’s blade at my throat, and the terrifying, breathtaking moment I drank the blood of three Alphas to survive."Easy, firebird," a low, deep voice murmured beside me.Panic fla
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