SERAPHINA’S POV
Ignorance is bliss.
I’ve always thought that was a cowardly way of thinking. Maybe it’s because I spent most of my life with a big question mark over my head, and I believed I’d find happiness only if every question was answered.
Why didn’t I have a wolf?
Why didn’t my parents or siblings love me?
Why didn’t Kieran see me?
What really happened eleven years ago?
Ignorance is f*****g bliss.
After putting Daniel to sleep—holding him close and whispering, again and again, that he was not an accident, that he was fiercely, immeasurably loved—I retreated to the guest room.
I should have been exhausted; it had been such a long, arduous day.
Maybe I felt restless because Lucian’s bracelet was gone. All I could do was lie in bed, staring at the ceilin
