Chapter 10 – I will never help Daisy

Seraphine stopped halfway up the staircase, her hand tightening around the banister as the weight of memory dragged her backward.

Daisy had grown up in her parents’ house. She had been a sickly child, fragile, pale, constantly hovering between life and death.

Each time the doctors shook their heads, it was Seraphine’s blood that saved her, again, and again.

A year older and utterly an only child, Seraphine had embraced Daisy as the younger sister she never had, filling the void left by her own solitude with loyalty and care.

But love, she had learned too late, did not guarantee trust. Her mother had doted on Daisy endlessly, smothering her with concern, indulgence, and affection, often at Seraphine’s expense.

And Daisy had been clever, deceptively so. With tearful eyes and carefully chosen silences, she painted Seraphine as cruel, impatient, heartless.

Every scratch became an accusation. Every misunderstanding, a calculated performance.

In the end, Daisy won. She claimed the sympathy of everyone, pack members, elders, even Seraphine’s own parents.

Inside her own home, Seraphine was branded ruthless, unfeeling, and dangerous. That reputation drove her straight into Kylie’s orbit and, eventually, into Ravyn’s territory.

At the time, they all lived within the Centenary Pack. Ravyn was still young then, not yet Alpha.

territory. Seraphine, barely twelve at the time, followed behind, having lived within those borders

himself on

her innocence. They had always wanted her as a daughter-in-law, and they used the truth like a weapon, twisting circumstance until it bent in

left the pack, and after

as iron, "unless you can bring my

in her tone. Only finality. The moment she left the Centenary Pack, she had sworn her feet would never cross

there was no hope left to cling to. The irony burned. To

chest, was that he felt no guilt. He had never wanted a child to

in the pack, he had declared it openly: a

leave me no choice. I will send word across the packs and throughout

onto hers, sharp and threatening but Seraphine did not flinch. Rather, her eyes were calm, resolute,

ended at state lines. New York was

advantage had always been her hunger for knowledge. She understood things far beyond her

was never afraid. Love had weakened her once, stripped her bare, and left

took to

careful," she said quietly. "The evil that men do

as he

and Corvine immediately moved to help Edward repair the damaged gate while Seraphine turned toward Humphrey. Her voice softened. "Dad... do you

deeply. "Heartless? No. You are too kind." His jaw hardened.

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