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

The heavy iron gates of the Obsidian Court groaned as they began to part, kicking up centuries of gray dust from the stone courtyard. Seraphina Vance stood just inside the threshold, the residual golden fire of her awakening still licking at her fingertips. Beside her, Silas Blackwood was a towering