Seraphine caught the exact second Voren’s hands clenched into rock-hard fists the moment Olivia finished talking.
The veins on the back of his hands bulged like they were about to burst through the skin, and even though his face stayed completely blank, she knew him better than anyone and could sense the absolute hurricane of rage he was fighting to hold back.
Without a word, she crossed the deck and gently laid her hand on his arm. She guided him over to the nearest chair, waited for him to drop into it, then slipped behind him and started working her fingers into those rock-hard shoulders, rubbing slow, soothing circles to ease some of the insane tension gripping his whole body.
Voren had always been a master at locking his emotions away. To anyone else he probably looked stone-cold calm, but Seraphine knew the terrifying truth.
That heavy silence pouring off him was the worst sign possible. When he went completely quiet like this, his mind was tearing through every worst-case scenario, every brutal possibility, every heartbreaking consequence all at once.
The truth they had just heard was beyond sickening.
A Luna’s body was supposed to be sacred, something no one in any pack would ever dare violate the way Olivia had. If the rest of the pack ever found out what had really happened, the explosion of fury that would follow would be catastrophic.
Just thinking about it made Seraphine’s stomach twist into painful knots.
She kept quiet and continued massaging his shoulders until his big hand finally reached up and covered hers.
His fingers squeezed hers with surprising gentleness before he tugged her around to face him. With almost no effort at all, he pulled her straight onto his lap and wrapped one strong arm around her waist.
"Sit with me," he said, his voice low and soft, almost tender. But the ice-cold fury burning in his eyes sent a chill racing through the entire deck.
Seraphine knew that deadly glare wasn’t for her. It was aimed straight at Olivia.
Before anyone else could say another word, a raw, broken sniffle cut through the heavy silence.
Everyone whipped around toward Vladimir.
The powerful Alpha sat there with tears pouring openly down his face, not even trying to hide them. It was absolutely heartbreaking to watch.
An Alpha crying like that wasn’t something anyone saw every day, but after everything he’d been through, maybe this was exactly what he needed. For decades he had never properly mourned the woman he truly loved.
He had lived every single day right beside someone wearing her face, believing with all his heart that she was still alive while the real Luna had been gone this whole time.
All those years of buried pain were finally crashing down on him like a tidal wave.
As for Voren... he wasn’t crying at all.
He just pulled Seraphine even tighter against him. Her warmth was the only thing keeping him anchored to the ground right now. If she hadn’t been right there beside him through this whole nightmare, nobody could even guess how badly he might have lost control.
Across the room, Kylie crossed her arms and stared straight at Olivia.
"The least you can do now is tell your husband the whole damn story from the beginning."
Before Olivia could even open her mouth, Vladimir’s head snapped toward Kylie with terrifying speed.
"She’s not my wife!"


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