Daisy was absolutely loving every single second of watching Seraphine give Voren that ice-cold shoulder.
It felt even sweeter because Voren had completely stopped looking at Seraphine the way he used to, like she hung the damn moon.
Now every glance he shot her way was totally blank and freezing cold, and Daisy couldn’t have been more thrilled about it. Deep down, she could tell it wasn’t just dislike anymore.
The man straight-up hated Seraphine, and that was exactly how Daisy wanted things to stay forever.
The only thing that kept gnawing at her was Seraphine’s missing memories. If those ever came flooding back, everything Daisy had worked so hard to bury would explode right out into the open.
Seraphine would remember all the lies, call her out in front of everyone, and maybe even worm her way back into Voren’s heart. Just picturing it made Daisy’s stomach twist into horrible, painful knots that wouldn’t let go.
That stupid spell had wrecked way more than it ever fixed. When she’d first agreed to let the sorceress cast it, Daisy had thought it would be this quick, easy fix for all her problems.
Instead, it turned out to be the worst mistake of her entire life, haunting her every single day.
Ever since that moment, she’d lost all control the second any man got close, human, werewolf, it didn’t matter. Raw desire would slam into her before her brain could even catch up.
Back in the city, she’d given up trying to keep count of how many guys she’d slept with. The number was embarrassingly huge, and thinking about it still made her cringe inside.
Zane had been one of them, and unfortunately, he wasn’t the kind of guy who just forgot stuff like that.
He’d kept careful records of every single man she’d been with, and no matter how much money she threw at him, Daisy still hadn’t found a way to shut him up for good.
On top of all that, Ravyn had started watching her like a hawk, making it almost impossible for her to sneak off anywhere without him knowing exactly where she was.
That cursed spell had even dragged her straight into Raul’s bed, and Bryan had come from that one wild, reckless night.
The one tiny bright spot in the whole disaster was that Seraphine had raised the boy herself. Bryan had grown up into this sweet, gentle kid who stayed completely untouched by Daisy’s bitterness or the heavy darkness she carried around inside her.
Even after those three massive chemical explosions pulled everyone’s focus in a million different directions, Ravyn never stopped keeping tabs on her. It was so damn frustrating.
Every single time she thought she had a chance to slip away and fix her mistakes before they completely swallowed her alive, the opportunity vanished before she could even move a muscle.
Then there was Corvine. The guy was handsome enough to make pretty much any woman do a double-take, but he was completely impossible to tempt no matter what she tried.
No outfit was too revealing, no smile too flirty, no matter how close she pressed in, he just didn’t react at all. It was like trying to seduce a solid block of stone.
Daisy had convinced herself that her explicit desires had to be because of the spell. There couldn’t possibly be any other reason.
When Corvine left, the disappointment stuck with her way longer than she ever expected, lingering like a bad taste she couldn’t wash out.
Then Damon showed up, and for one stupid, hopeful second, Daisy thought maybe fate was finally throwing her a bone. But nope, Damon turned out to be just as impossible.
Another ridiculously good-looking face, another emotionless wall she couldn’t break through. It was enough to make her want to scream and tear her hair out in pure frustration.

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