Seraphina's POV
After coming back to the Blade Pack villa that Mortimer and I shared, I took a shower.
Since Mortimer absolutely hated anyone intruding on his personal space, it was usually just the two of us in the house.
The pack's omega maids only came by to cook our meals and clean. Right now, the empty house felt dead and cold.
I sat on the couch and put on a comedy show.
But an overwhelming wave of exhaustion quickly washed over me. Before I knew it, I had drifted off to sleep.
I didn't know how much time passed before I jolted awake.
The suffocating despair of my dream—of being buried under thousands of tons of snow at the bottom of an abyss—drowned me like a tidal wave.
My chest heaved as I gasped for air.
Suddenly, a sharp sting in my fingertips yanked me right back to re
