Chapter 21: The Man with Golden Eyes
The castle alarms would not stop.
The sound echoed through every hallway of the North Fortress, sharp and relentless.
Servants ran through corridors. Guards tightened security. The wolves outside had become restless.
But inside Dominic Volkov's chamber—
Silence.
Heavy. Unnatural.
Seraphina stared at Dominic.
Only moments ago, she had seen something she never thought she would see on his face.
Fear.
Not weakness.
Fear.
Dominic kept his eyes fixed toward the massive windows overlooking the castle grounds.
His body had gone rigid.
Every muscle. Every breath. Every instinct.
Waiting.
Watching.
"Dominic..."
No response.
"Dominic."
This time his eyes shifted toward her.
"Stay here," he said quietly.
Seraphina frowned immediately.
"No."
