Chapter 51 – Visions of the Past
The night was restless. Seren lay beneath the canopy of ancient pines, the cool moss pressing against her palms as though the forest itself sought to steady her trembling hands. Ever since Lucien’s whispered words about her destiny, her mind refused to be still. Moonblood. The name echoed in her skull like a curse and a promise, binding her to a path she hadn’t chosen.
The pack slept uneasily around her—Kaelen posted at the perimeter, Lyra curled in shadow with her wolves, and Gavin absent, lost to his fury. But Seren was alone in a way none of them could fathom. Her breath came shallow, her heart thrummed too quickly, and every flicker of firelight seemed to peel away layers of reality, revealing something far older beneath.
She closed her eyes.
And th
