SERAPHINA
“And you say you aren’t seducing me.”
The moment Ronan's words hit the air, the weight of what I’d just done crashed into me like a freight train. I had slipped. I’d broken character—not Seth, but Seraphina. I touched Ronan like a…I leaned in close, invaded his space. On top of that I did it in front of the very Alphas I was supposed to fool.
I immediately let go of his hair and stepped back with a smoothness that masked my panic—controlled, casual, as if I hadn’t just nearly blown everything. I didn’t meet Ronan’s gaze. I couldn’t. Instead, I turned to face the bastards in front of me.
Behind me, Ronan let out a low, amused laugh. I heard the scrape of a chair dragging across the concrete, and then the creak of wood as he sat in front of the rotting door—sin personified. On
