Seraphina's POV
I threw the last pair of jeans into my suitcase. It felt heavy, but for the first time in days, I felt so light. The decision to stay with the Nightveil Pack for a while felt more and more right every time I thought about it.
"You don't need to bring so much," my mother said from the doorway. "It's only temporary, remember?"
I looked at her with a small smile. "I know, Mom."
My mother came closer and gently stroked my hair. Her blue eyes looked at me with a mix of love and worry. "Seraphina, you know you don't have to run away, right? You can stay here. Dad and I will protect you from Julian and… Darius."
Hearing the name of my former fiancé still felt like a knife stabbing my heart, but it wasn't as painful as it had been a few days ago. I shook my head.
