I stood in the doorway.
My whole body shook like a leaf in a winter storm.
My face was bloodless. The streaks of tears down my cheeks were a mess.
Every skill I had ever cultivated,every careful, lying smile, every fluttering eyelash, every soft-spoken word that made men feel they were being trusted,it had all been training. Practice.
Practice for now.
"Seraphina…"
The Lycan King Damien's brows drew tight in alarm. His breath stuttered.
I looked at him, dazed. Then, slowly, I moved my eyes to Alpha Kael's bastard face.
I did not move. I just let the tears fall.
A man's guilt over a woman is one of the most useful weapons in the world.
Such moments are fleeting.
And this was the moment.
"Alpha Kael."
I said his name softly.
"Seraphina."
He started toward me. I jerked back. "D
