The romantic warmth of the laboratory vanished, replaced by the freezing dread of impending war.

Silas was on his feet in a fraction of a second, his massive frame radiating a lethal, crackling energy. He hauled Seraphina to her feet, his hands gripping her shoulders with protective urgency.

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The water supply.

The entire pack was vulnerable.

Seraphina didn’t waste another second looking at Marta’s bleeding, triumphant face. She turned on her heel and sprinted out of the dungeon, her boots slamming against the ancient stone steps of the Obsidian Court. Her heart hammered a frantic, sic

The golden flames did not burn the laboratory, nor did they scorch Silas’s skin, though he refused to let her go.

Seraphina floated in a sea of pure, radiant heat. The agonizing tearing sensation vanished, replaced by an overwhelming sense of limitless power. Her senses expanded exponentially. She