Dimitri’s POV
The heavy wooden door of the chamber groaned open and fresh air rushed in like a blessing after days of being trapped with Seraphina's intoxicating scent.
My wolf immediately rebelled at the thought of leaving her, but I forced myself to step through the doorway where one of the elders waited with his perpetual look of disapproval on his face.
"You survived," He said simply, though I could hear the surprise in his voice. "Most pairs don't make it past the first night."
"We're stronger than you think," I replied, turning back to watch Seraphina emerge from the chamber supported by Natasha.
She looked exhausted but beautiful, her hair tangled. Her dress was wrinkled from our three days of torment.
Our eyes met across the courtyard and I saw my own longing reflected ther
