Seraphina’s POV
"What is wrong with you, Julian?" The words burst from my lips, sharp with the frustration that had been building inside like a storm. "You’re treating like I’m so kind of threat, like I committed so terrible cri."
I couldn’t understand what I had said that would make him doubt my character, and it infuriated how he had twisted everything around to make the villain.
He winced, his eyes avoiding mine completely. His mind seed miles away, locked behind barriers I couldn’t penetrate. "I’m just under a lot of pressure, Seraphina." His voice ca out rough and weary. "I shouldn’t have taken it out on you."
A harsh laugh escaped . "Pressure? That’s your explanation? Julian, I’m not blind. There’s sothing else eating at you, sothing you’re keeping from ." My tone grew gentler, desperate. "I need to know what it is. You’ve even shut out completely from your thoughts. That tells you’re hiding sothing major."
His gaze finally t mine, dark eyes swirling with turmoil. He paused, seeming to choose his words with extre care. "Right now, Seraphina, we need to focus on controlling your powers before they get worse."
"Stop talking down to . You’re acting like I would actually support soone who stole my daughter. Soone who’s murdering innocent people without a second thought." The words ca out heated because his attitude was driving crazy.
I felt sorry for the boy who had lost his father and family, but I felt nothing but disgust for what he had beco.
A monster who cared about nothing and no one.
"I apologize for what I said earlier, but I can barely think clearly with everything that’s happening to you." His admission made sense to .
I was terrified too.
"I despise this feeling. I can’t control any of it, and I can’t make it stop, and it always happens at the worst possible monts!" My voice broke. "We should be concentrating on Dorian and his plans right now. More than anything, I want to spend ti with my daughter and really get to know her. Instead, I keep ending up unconscious in the dical wing because of this curse." The words poured out, driven by raw terror.
This wasn’t sothing I had ever wanted, and while I might have wished for a wolf once upon a ti, I had reached a point where it no longer mattered.
I could have lived perfectly well without one, especially if it was going to cause this much chaos.
His hand ca up to cradle my face, his touch warm and soothing. "We’ll figure this out together, Seraphina." A gentle smile crossed his features, and I managed to return it weakly. He leaned closer, pressing his lips to mine in a tender, reassuring kiss.
Just as the tension between us started to dissolve, soone knocked on the door. Dr. Neville walked in, his expression serious, though I hoped he brought good news. "I have an option," he declared, his voice urgent. "It cos with risks, but at this mont, it’s our only viable choice."
Hope flared in my chest. "We’re willing to try anything, Doctor," Julian responded quickly before I could speak.
"As long as it won’t kill . This power is becoming dangerous to my health." If this ability was supposed to be so powerful and protective, why hadn’t it helped save my baby?
If it was useless to , then I didn’t want it.
He nodded firmly. "There’s a dication I can give you that will temporarily block your access to your wolf. The connection will be cut off for several hours while the drug works through your system. We can continue treatnts for several days until we discover a permanent fix."
Julian’s forehead creased with worry. "What kind of impact will this have on her wolf?" he asked, his voice tight with anxiety.
"The effects on her wolf will be severe," Dr. Neville acknowledged gravely. "However, if she doesn’t receive this treatnt, if nothing prevents her from accessing these powers, the next episode could put her in a coma. Or kill her. Her body and mind are reaching their breaking point."
The revelation hit like a punch to the gut. Anger and confusion swirled inside . I couldn’t comprehend why, among everyone else, I was cursed with these unmanageable abilities. I glanced between Julian and the doctor, silently begging for help. We both agreed without hesitation. There wasn’t any alternative.
Dr. Neville injected sothing into my arm. An odd, cold feeling traveled through my bloodstream, followed by overwhelming fatigue. "I want to go ho," I murmured, barely able to form the words.
I was sick of this place and desperately needed to rest in familiar surroundings. Thankfully, they both agreed to let leave.
When we arrived ho, the children ran to welco . Theo, always so observant, imdiately noticed sothing was wrong. "Mommy, you look sick." I forced a weary smile and pulled him into my arms. "Mommy is just extrely tired right now, baby. But I’m going to be fine." His contented sigh brought a small asure of peace. I saw that Elena seed more at ease than she had this morning, genuine joy lighting up her face, which ward my heart.
As long as my children were happy, I could endure anything.
After spending precious ti with my kids, duty eventually called away. I headed to the pack house hours later, since Julian had already gone ahead, and as Luna, I needed to make an appearance. I had to offer my condolences to Mr. Miller’ family, who had lost their loved one.
Witnessing their devastating grief and pain filled with guilt. I had tried to defend Dorian’s actions to Julian earlier, but seeing this loss firsthand, feeling the void in their lives, made realize how completely wrong I had been. No one deserved to die so violently, and he had left behind a family who loved him.
I fulfilled my responsibilities as Luna, making sure everything was properly organized for tonight’s funeral. I consoled his heartbroken mate and children, honoring the mory of the man they had lost.
As I prepared to leave, I found myself facing my parents. Their faces revealed nothing, a sharp contrast to the raw emotions I had just witnessed. "Seraphina," my father said, his voice heavy with seriousness. "We need to have a conversation."
Nothing good ever ca from those words, and I could feel in my bones that sothing terrible was about to unfold.
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