That only makes her eyes darken with suspicion and she takes me in, inch by f*****g inch, oblivious to the turmoil growing inside me or the bond that urges me to take a step forward. Feel her. Smell her. Touch her.
As if hearing my thoughts, she takes a step back and there is something solid and unyielding behind her blazing blue gaze. Like reinforced steel. "This can't be real."
CHAPTER 4
SERAPHINA
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veryone had to be lying.
And even if they weren't...none of these could be true.
Me? Pregnant? Married? I don't even associate with those terms. What happened after I spread Mom's ashes across the rivers yesterday? Didn't I pack up at the house? Did I maybe have an accident on the way to the Red Moon Pack? Or was it the landlord? He had been growing particularly violent since I kept re
