Chapter 12: Going To Leave Without A Trace
(Seraphina's POV)
Two hours later, I sat in the sterile interrogation room at the Alpha Council Holding Facility. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting harsh shadows across the metal table.
Warden Rook sat across from me, his weathered face impassive as he gathered my personal information. His pen scratched against the paper with mechanical precision.
"Seraphina Blackwood, age twenty-five," he read aloud. "Graduated from Blackwater Healing Academy."
He paused, looking up with curious eyes. "Why did you mate immediately after graduation instead of pursuing your healing career?"
The question hit like a silver dagger to my chest. Memories of my last year at the Academy flooded back, when everything had changed.
I remembered th
