I placed my palm against the barrier, feeling its cold resistance against my skin. "I am Seraphina Blackthorne, daughter of Alpha Kieran and Luna Raven. This house is mine by blood and right. You will yield to me."
For a moment, nothing happened. Then I felt a sharp pain as the barrier tested my claim, drawing a thin line of blood across my palm. Diamond snarled, not with pain but with triumph as the darkness began to dissolve, revealing the chamber beyond.
"Oh my goddess," I gasped, stumbling backward into Kane's arms.
The room was a laboratory, or perhaps more accurately, a torture chamber. Steel tables with restraints lined the walls. Surgical equipment, much of it stained with old blood, lay organised on trays. But it was the documentation that made my blood run cold. They had been
