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"Clara, that's blasphemy!" "It's only a story," Clara defended, grinning. "Besides, didn't you feel it? The way the air changed when he entered? Like even God was listening." "You're impossible," Agnes muttered, though her lips twitched as if hiding a smile. Laughter bubbled up again, bright and dangerous, like children caught playing at the edge of a cliff. From her cot, Seraphine lay utterly still. Her rosary twisted tight in her hand, beads digging into her palm. She kept her gaze on the ceiling, refusing to be drawn in. But their voices crawled through her ears, tugging at the corners of her restraint.

"Mr. Wayne, this is the repaired dashcam footage." Wayne took it and pressed play. Arden's broken voice came through the speaker. "Wayne… I've known for a long time that you could walk, but still, congratulations. And thank you for risking your life to save me five years ago. But this marriage you built out of lies, letting me live in fake happiness—it has to end. I don't blame you for deceiving me, but I'll never forgive you either. Goodbye, Wayne…" Her words were cut short by a deafening explosion.

She inhaled, letting her power soften, her presence settle— “Stop it, Sera.” The words cracked like a whip. “That shit only works when I allow it.” Her breath stalled. “Now,” he snarled, “tell me what the fuck is going on.” She studied him for a heartbeat longer than necessary. This was different. So she chose the truth. “Seraphine is ramping up for war,” Sera said evenly. “And it will be brutal. Her targets aren’t weak points. They’re statements. Black River. Obsidian Ridge. South Dakota." Sera continued softly.

The seductive aura wrapped around me like armor. As the final pieces of Seraphina’s memories settled into place, I felt complete. This was my beginning. The rejected, murdered Elara was dead. Seraphina Voss , reborn avenger , had risen and the Blackthorn empire would never be the same.

Then she laughs. Weak. Broken. But still alive. “This isn’t over,” she rasps. “You don’t know what you are yet. I will teach you and then take your powers for myself and we won't need a vessel anymore.” My knees buckle. Darkness creeps in from the edges of my vision. I fall. The last thing I see is Seraphine watching me with something like awe, and hunger, as the world goes black. And I know… This is not the end. It is only the beginning.

“I’m okay.” “You’re bleeding!” He touched the wound. “It’s not deep.” The woman smiled. “Not yet.” She raised her weapon again. Something inside me snapped. My blood began glowing. The rain around us stopped falling. Every drop froze in midair. The woman stepped backward. “What have you done?” I didn’t know. But Zero-D began crying. And the ground beneath us answered. A massive Serael symbol appeared in the street. Victor stared. “Seraphina…”

Suddenly, a fat hand extended over. “Hey, come and have a drink with me.” The overweight man dragged me toward the washroom. Just as I was about to be dragged into the washroom, Jeremy, who was focused on finding Bailey, finally realized what was happening to me. His eyes were bloodshot as he punched the pervert. He did not stop until the pervert was covered in blood. Jeremy then hugged me with his trembling hands. “Don’t worry, I’m here. It’s fine now.” I grabbed his arms, and it was as if I had been transported back in time to that rainy night seven years ago.

The smile of a man who'd just been handed everything he'd ever wanted. "So fucking daring," he breathed. "You're so fucking daring." I didn't blink. "I'm not wearing panties." His eyes went dark. The black of his pupils swallowed the ice blue. He crossed the room in three strides, and then he was on his knees in front of me. "Seraphina." His voice was reverent. "You're going to kill me." "Not yet," I said. "I haven't decided if you're worth keeping alive." He laughed. It was a choked sound. And then his hand moved between my thighs. ___

"Wasn't it strong?" "I don't know what you are talking about," I say as I continue sweeping the front porch. "Seraphina wasn't born with any powers." Endora throws back her head in laughter, and lightning strikes a tree behind her. "Don't play me for a fool, Petra. Where is the child?" "Seraphina is gone," I say sternly. "There is nothing left of her. You have no power here. I suggest you leave." I let down my walls, and a surge of power flies forward and hits Endora in the chest.

This was the only chance I have, knowing I won’t be able to fight all the rogues that comes at me at once about a thousand of them, were biting me at every spot on my body but I refused to let go of Daniel Black. ‘Seraphim. I promise to wipe out the enemy, it was a promise that I made. I have to fulfill them for you and my pup to leave peacefully in the pack without being scared of getting attacked by rogues or Daniel Black.’ That was a message I wished I have been able to send to Seraphim. ‘I didn’t want our last moment together to be our last but it seems that I wouldn’t be able to come before sunset as I promise. Please Sera, stay alive for me and our pup.’