For reasons Ravyn didn’t fully understand, hearing Seraphine’s name now came with an uncomfortable weight, settling somewhere deep in his chest like something he couldn’t quite digest, let alone ignore, and as Doctor Raymond brought her up again, that faint irritation only grew stronger, threading through his tone as he asked, "What about her?"
Raymond cleared his throat, straightening slightly as though preparing himself for a conversation he already knew wouldn’t be easy. "She’s handling everything on her own," he began carefully, choosing his words with obvious caution. "I was thinking... if she allows us to observe the process, we wouldn’t have to rely on her every time something like this happens."
Daisy was paying him well and the director position came with benefits he was not willing to let go.
Learning how to create the cure for this paralysis would put him ahead of his peers, and he hated Seraphine for not wanting to share her knowledge.
At the side, Voren’s gaze flickered in their direction, sharp but unreadable, though he didn’t say a word, his silence masking the quiet unrest stirring inside of him, because even the mere mention of her name was enough to rouse Bloodfang again.
’What’s her wolf’s name?’ Bloodfang asked suddenly, his curiosity carrying an intensity that grated on Voren’s nerves.
’How am I supposed to know?’ Voren snapped back internally, irritation rising fast. ’We’re not that close.’
’Then you should ask her,’ Bloodfang pressed, undeterred.
Voren was already preparing to block him completely, but Bloodfang sensed it after years of knowing is human, and his next words came colder, edged with something that made Voren pause.
’Keep trying to block me like that, and I might take you down with me. Or worse, I might just let us both die.’
That threat landed harder than anything else.
Because life without his wolf wasn’t something Voren could even imagine, not when that connection was as vital as breath itself, and even though the city dulled that bond because they were ruled by a different force, it was still soothing to just know that your wolf was there.
Communication was key but in a place where they were forced to suppress a part of them and live completely as humans, it did not change the fact that they were werewolves.
Ravyn, unaware of that silent struggle, shook his head slightly before responding to Raymond, his tone firm but not entirely dismissive. "It wasn’t easy getting her here to create the cure for us," he said, a hint of restraint in his voice. "We can’t force her into anything."
Raymond lowered his gaze briefly, unwilling to give up or let Seraphine have her way, especially when Daisy was now the co-Luna.
It was just a matter of time before she became Luna completely. Boldness swept through his veins like adrenaline. "Alpha, it almost feels like you’re all afraid of her. Why is that?"
Ravyn’s expression tightened, a faint frown forming as the words settled in, because hearing it put that way, unknowingly bruised his ego, forcing him to look at the situation from a different angle.
Was that really how it appeared?
Seraphine had built a wall around herself so tall that those she did not let in could not climb over no matter how hard they tried, making her untouchable in that invisible castle.


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