Chapter 57 – Seren Breaks the Rules
The battlefield still reeked of blood and smoke.
The clash between wolves and vampires had left the once-proud plains of Aeloria desecrated—scorched earth where fireballs had fallen, jagged craters where Lucien’s dark sorcery had carved the land open. Mangled bodies of both wolf and vampire littered the fields. The air itself seemed heavy, thick with iron, sorrow, and the last, lingering taste of fear.
And at the center of it all, Seren knelt in the dirt, her hands stained with Kaelen’s blood.
He lay sprawled before her, his chest rising in ragged, shallow breaths, wounds too deep and too many to count. His body bore the marks of Lucien’s venomous strikes—slashes from his shadow-forged blade and puncture wounds that refused to close no matter how muc
