~ Seraphina's POV ~
The cursed lands of the Crimson Moon rose like a graveyard before me.
Every tree stood as a witness. Every stone is a silent accomplice.
I didn’t need anyone to tell me where we were.
The wind howled through skeletal branches, carrying the cold, acrid scent of ancient blood.
This was the place where I died.
And tonight, I was going to haunt them.
We moved like shadows through the forest. The others followed, their footsteps light as ghosts, but my senses barely registered them. I was no longer Seraphina Valerius. The girl they’d caged, betrayed, and shattered was gone. I was something else now. A storm cloaked in flesh.
Every heartbeat was a war drum pounding in my ears.
Memories bled into the present… flashes of iron chains biting into my wrists, my father’s
