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Seraphina’s POV 1

The darkness pressed againstlike a living thing.

| couldn’t breathe. Couldn't think. My heart slammed against my ribs so hard | was sure they could hear it

through the walls.

*Thump. Thump. Thump.*

Each beat screamed his name. *Damien. Damien. Damien. *

He was here. In this house. Looking for me.

| pressed my hands over my mouth to muffle the sound of my breathing. My whole body shook. Every muscle

locked tight with terror

and longing and guilt that threatened to tearapart.

“SERA!”

His voice boomed through the house, raw and desperate and so achingly familiar it physically hurt. “SERA, |

KNOW YOU'RE HERE!”

Oh God. Oh God, oh God, oh God.

My knees buckled. | slid down the wall of the tiny hiding space, my back scraping against rough wood. The

darkness spun around me.

*] should go to him. | should run out there and-*

No. No, | couldn't. That's why | left. That's why | ran.

But hearing his voice after three weeks...

Footsteps pounded across the floor above me. Heavy. Frantic. The whole house seemed to shake with his fury.

“Your wife?” Margaret's voice filtered through. High-pitched. Alarmed. “Young man, there's no one here but

family.”

*I'm sorry, * | wanted to scream. *I’'m so sorry I'm putting you through this.*

More footsteps. Damien was moving through the house like a storm. | could track his path by the sound-kitchen,

living room, now the

stairs.

*He’s going upstairs. *

My breath cin short, sharp gasps. The small space suddenly felt impossibly smaller. The walls closing in.

*What if he finds me? What if he doesn't?*

| didn’t know which possibility terrifiedmore,

A door slammed open somewhere above. Then another. Then another.

“Who's staying here?” Damien’s voice again, sharp as broken glass,

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| bit down on my fist to keep from making a sound. Tears streamed down my face, hot and endless.

The floor above my head creaked. He was directly overhead now. In the guest room where I'd been sleeping.

| could picture him standing there, taking in the space with those silver-blue eyes. Looking for any trace of me.

Any proof that I'd been

here.

*He's so close. *

If I closed my eyes, | could almost see him. The way his jaw would be clenched. The tension in his shoulders. The

desperate, wild look

that meant his wolf was close to the surface.

“I heard her.” His voice cracked, and something insideshattered at the sound. “I heard a woman laughing. It

sounded just like her.”

*I'm here. I'm right here. I'm so sorry.*

“The TV,” Caleb said, his voice gentle. Patient. “We were watching scomedy show. Maybe the actress

sounded similar?”

| pressed my forehead against my knees, my whole body curling in on itself. The guilt was crushing. Suffocating.

*What have | done? What am | doing to him?*

More creaking. More footsteps. He was moving around up there, searching every corner. Every shadow.

*Don’t look here. Please don’t look here.*

But also: *Please look here. Please find me. Please make this decision forbecause | can't-*

“| can’t sleep.” Damien's voice was barely a whisper now, but | heard it like he was right next to me. “Not until |

find her. Not until I know

she’s okay.”

A sob caught in my throat. | stuffed my fist harder against my mouth, my teeth cutting into skin.

“I'm sorry you're going through this,” Margaret said, her voice thick with sympathy. “I truly am. But we can’t help

you with something we

know nothing about.”

The lie hung in the air. | could feel it, heavy and wrong.

More footsteps. Coming back down the stairs this time. Each step taking him further away from me.

*No. No, don’t go. Don’t leavehere.*

| started to move. Started to push myself up. Started to-

*Stop,*

| froze, my hand on the wall, my whole body trembling with the effort of staying still.

*You left for a reason. Remember? You're not good enough. You're human now. Weak. Broken. He deserves

better.*

But hearing him so close, hearing the pain in his voice...

“If she contacts you” Damien said, and | could hear him standing at the front door now. Right there. Right

fucking there. “Please tell her

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something for me.”

*Tell me. Please. Tellanything.*

“What's that?” Caleb asked.

My heart stopped. Tstopped. Everything stopped.

“Tell her I'm not giving up.”

The words hitlike physical blows. Each one a knife to the chest.

“Tell her I'll search for her every day for the rest of my life if that’s what it takes.”

*Don’t. Please don’t do this to me.*

“And tell her...” His voice broke completely. “Tell her Adrian and her baby girl needs her mother.”

| bit down on my hand so hard | tasted blood. The sob that wanted to tear out ofwas trapped behind my

teeth, behind my palm,

behind three weeks of running and hiding and pretending | was doing the right thing.

*Adrian. Lily. Oh God, my babies.*

“I'll tell her,” Caleb said quietly. “If | see her.”

The front door opened. Closed.

Silence.

| stayed frozen in the darkness, my body shaking so violently my teeth chattered. Tears poured down my face,

soaking through my shirt,

dripping onto my knees.

*He’s gone. He's really gone.*

I should have felt relieved. Safe. Grateful that he hadn't found me.

Instead, | felt like | was dying.

The house was so quiet now. No footsteps. No voices. Just the sound of my ragged breathing and the pounding of

my traitorous heart.

*Damien.*

Minutes passed. Maybe hours. | couldn't tell anymore. Thad lost all meaning in this suffocating darkness.

Then-a soft knock on the panel.

“Sera?” Caleb's voice. Gentle, Careful. “He’s gone. You can cout now.”

| couldn’t move. My body had locked up completely, frozen in this small space like I'd been turned to stone.

“Sera?” Another knock. More urgent this time. “Con. It's safe now.”

The panel slid open, and light flooded in. | squinted against it, my eyes burning after so long in the dark,

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Caleb crouched in the opening, his face tight with concern. Behind him, | could see Margaret hovering, wringing

her hands.

“Hey,” he said softly. “It's over. He's gone.”

| tried to stand. Tried to move. But my legs wouldn't work. They just... wouldn't.

“I can’t-" My voice cout as a broken whisper. “I can’t move.”

“Okay. Okay, that’s okay.” Caleb reached in, his hands finding mine in the darkness. “Con. Lethelp you.”

He pulled gently, and I let him dragout of the hiding spot. My legs gave out the moment | cleared the

opening, and | collapsed onto

the floor like a puppet with cut strings.

“Oh, honey.” Margaret was besideinstantly, her arms wrapping around my shoulders. “Oh, sweetheart.”

| couldn’t hold it in anymore. The sob that had been trapped insidefor three weeks-for three hours-for three

fucking minutes since

Damien left-it tore out ofwith a force that felt like it might ripapart.

“I'm sorry.” The words tumbled out between sobs. “I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry.”

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