THE MARK

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Chapter 20 SERAFINA I felt... different. Refreshed, powerful, almost like I belonged somewhere for the first time in my life. But there was something else-a pull, deep and urgent, like an unspoken need clawing at my chest. And it was all directed at one person, filling my mind with images of him. Fenrir. The thought of him made my heart thrum louder, a rhythm too fast and frantic to ignore. I let out a shaky breath and groggily opened my eyes, blinking against the bright white lights. I was lying in a bed, tubes snaking out of my arms, the steady beeping of monitors filling the silence. My body didn't hurt, though. That was strange. After everything... Why didn't I feel the pain? My head was foggy, my memories scattered, like shards of glass just out of reach. The door creaked open,

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