Life’s Spiced Up with Some Werewolf Reads
Ten years after being exiled for betraying her family, **Seraphina** rushes to the hospital after learning her estranged father has been attacked. Her brother’s hatred reignites old wounds, blaming her for destroying their family. But when her dying father asks to see “his daughter,” Seraphina must face a devastating truth—and the past she’s tried to forget.
My phone buzzed. I pulled it out of my pocket, foolishly hoping it was Sera telling me to come back. It wasn’t. It was Ethan. Attached to the message was a photo of Celeste. She was asleep on Ethan’s couch, curled up under a throw blanket, her makeup smudged, tear stains visible on her cheeks.…
His face drained of color. “Sera, I was… I didn’t-“ A bitter laugh tore from my throat. “Turns out, you succeeded.” “Daniel is my only happiness.” I gritted my teeth. “And now, because of the goddamn threat you brought to my doorstep, I had to send him away just to keep him safe.” “So tell…
I downed the first glass in one gulp before filling it again. “Fine,” I bit out. Ethan scoffed. “Paid her a visit about a week ago to check up on her.” I winced. “And how did that go?” His hand tightened around his glass of scotch. “She hates me.” Those three words sounded like they’d…
I’d run the obstacle course at OTS three times before I got shot. Each time, I finished drenched in sweat and mud with my palms scraped raw from climbing rocks. But I finished. Now? I’d collapsed halfway, feet planted in a muddy ravine as I tried to distinguish the ringing in my ears from the…
“Yes!” I snapped. “You’ve mentioned it quite enough times. You don’t want Daniel growing up without a mother, I get it. But if you could-“ “And I won’t have you embarrassing him.” I paused. “Excuse me?” He glanced at Lucian pointedly, his eyes hard with loathing, and said nothing. An incredulous laugh tore out of…
“Celeste=” “I’ve been alone for ten years,” she said suddenly, her voice flat. “When I left, I thought it was the right thing-space, time, whatever. But it hurt like hell, Kieran. And I missed you so fucking much.” “I missed you, too,” I said. And I meant it. She let out a soft, bitter laugh.…
“Oh, I miss you, too,” I said, forcing tears back down my throat. “How’s the island?” I asked to distract myself. Daniel’s eyes danced with glee. “Oh, Mom, it’s huge!” I laughed. “Yeah? You like it?” He nodded. “There are two pools in the house, and I can see the ocean from my window. Grandpa…
The sun was just beginning to bleed gold over the horizon as I pulled up to the private terminal at Van Nuys Airport. The area hummed with quiet efficiency, staff and crew buzzing around Kieran’s large private plane at the beginning of the private runway. Daniel stepped out of the car, shouldering his Spider-Man backpack…
After that, the only sound in the airfield was the increasing hum of the plane as it taxied and then took off, taking a part of my heart away with it. I stood there a while longer till the plane became a tiny speck across the dusty blue sky. Then I exhaled once and turned-and…
The rest of the drive was quiet and slightly less tense. The appointment went well. The cardiologist, whom I’d finally identified as Dr. Trumann, carried out a series of basic checks, inspected the wound and removed my stitches, switched up my medication, and happily informed me that everything looked good and I was healing nicely.…