Owari No Seraph Pink Hair 소설 & 이야기

“I heard you have returned and I’ve been finding it hard to sleep tonight as it's terribly hot so I decided to come see you. Do you mind if I come in?" I was taken aback. Seraphina had coloured her hair blond, with a single silver streak. It fell in lush waves down her shoulders, framing her face perfectly. Her nightclothes were mesh-like, leaving very little to my imagination. This was the first time I'd seen her after my return. I still had a lot to settle with her, especially the way she had conspired with the council members to make Lyra uncomfortable in my absence. But her look tonight—it was a bit distracting.

Stay calm’ I said softly under my breath. A woman rose from her seat and walked towards me, her heels clicking like she owned the damn earth beneath them. Her lips were painted a bold, blood-red that didn’t do much to distract from how thin they were, or how fake her smile was. Her black hair spilled down her back in perfect and effortless waves. “I’m Seraphina,” she said, twirling a lock of hair like she was auditioning for a soap opera. “Daughter of Garret, Beta of BlackThorne. And soon-to-be Luna of this pack.”

And there, in the place of honor reserved for the pack's leadership, sat Seraphina. She looked radiant in a deep blue dress that brought out her eyes, her auburn hair styled perfectly despite the early hour. She watched my approach with satisfaction barely hidden behind a mask of solemn duty. This was her moment of complete triumph - watching the last obstacle to her perfect life be eliminated forever.

She added, and I saw a small crack form on the shell in her hand, though it was tiny enough not to let the contents leak out. “It’s raw,” Madame Koraline informed us, a slight lift to one eyebrow. “Just how I like it,” Seraph replied with a confident wink. I couldn't help but shake my head, smiling slightly at her typical flippancy. Our Prefect didn't even bother wasting her breath scolding Seraph. She simply continued with her explanation.

The dining hall was already prepared when Rowan and I entered. Servants moved quietly along the walls while the long table was filled with breakfast. I had barely taken my seat when Seraphina walked in. For a moment… the entire room seemed to pause. She looked nothing like the exhausted woman who had left my chambers last night. Her hair had been tied back neatly, a few loose strands framing her face. The simple silver dress she wore looks elegant without being extravagant. It wasn’t the dress that caught my attention. It's the way she carried herself.

We stood beneath the high windows as I stared at her. “What— “Shh,” Sera placed a hand on her lips, “they would hear us.” I blinked, standing with her. Eavesdropping wasn’t really my thing. I hated being excluded but if I was, I didn’t eavesdrop. This Seraphina seemed to be a very interesting girl. Her almost otherworldly hair shone in the bright light. Lavender silver. I didn’t think someone could have a hair color like that. She sharply turned to me, her eyes narrowed. “Did you hear that?”

Some opportunistic vulture had been close enough to leave traces on my husband, and I was going to smoke her out. “Seraphina, darling, you were at the deck today, right? Did you notice any woman around—pale skin, long wavy dark hair? Maybe someone who might have crossed paths with Draven’s circle?” Seraphina froze, a scallop slipping from her fork and clattering onto her plate. "No. No one like that stands out. Why?” My eyes tracked the nervous tremor in her fingers, then drifted up to her face. My gaze lingered on her pale skin and to her dark, wavy locks tumbling over her shoulders.

I responded. Her lips pressed into a thin line and the smile on it faltered, slowly fading away. “You need to know your place and stay in it”, Serphina said lividly. “Really? My place?” I gasped. She cut in quickly and yelled, “yes, you’re an omega”. She looked at me from my head to toe and a faint smile tugged on her lips. Before I could respond to her, Rowan interrupted and muttered calmly “the engagement preparations will still continue”.

A woman. Tall. Ethereal. With long silver hair and violet eyes that shimmered like starlight. She wore a flowing black cloak that barely stirred in the wind, and her lips curved into a slow, knowing smile. “Hello, little mate,” the woman purred, her voice like silk and smoke. “I’ve been waiting to meet you.” Kade shifted partially back into human form, his voice thick with power. “Get away from her, Seraphina.” Aria’s brows drew together. “You know her?”