Chapter 17: The Blood Oath Chamber
The castle remained in chaos.
Guards rushed through the halls carrying wounded wolves while servants whispered fearfully in corners. The North Fortress—once untouchable—now felt unstable.
Unsafe.
And at the center of it all…
Was Seraphina.
She sat silently on the edge of the massive bed inside Dominic Volkov’s private chamber, her fingers trembling slightly against the blanket wrapped around her body.
Her mind refused to settle.
The glowing mark.
Kael.
The memories.
The silver power exploding from her body.
And the most terrifying part—
The way Dominic had looked at her afterward.
Not confused.
Not shocked.
Protective.
Possessive.
Like losing her was no longer an option.
The chamber doors opened suddenly.
Seraphina looked up immediatel
