Chapter 89 – The Breaking Point
The storm outside had quieted, but within the pack house, the silence was deafening. Every soul seemed to hold its breath as the Alphas convened in the war chamber, their bond with Seraphina stretched thin but unbroken. News had arrived at dawn — the Council was mobilizing.
Seraphina stood at the window, arms folded across her chest, the mark on her neck still glowing faintly. Not with pain this time, but with something deeper — a warning. She could feel it pulsing through her veins like wildfire.
Cassian approached first, silent but intense. He wrapped his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder. “You feel it too, don’t you?” he murmured.
She nodded. “They’re coming for us. And they won’t show mercy.”
Across the room, Rael paced,
