By the time Seraphine and Corvine stepped out of the private room, Nicole was still standing nearby, hovering in that uneasy way people did when they wanted to help but did not quite know how to.
The moment Seraphine appeared, Nicole moved closer, her brows pulled together with concern as she reached out gently.
"How did it go?" she asked softly, and then, before Seraphine could even answer, she added, "Sera, I’m really sorry," her voice dropping as she apologized again, guilt written all over her face.
Seraphine forced a small smile that did not reach her eyes, the kind of smile people wore when they were already exhausted from carrying too much. She shook her head lightly and replied, "It’s not your fault, Nicole. They would’ve still searched for me anyway, no matter what you did."
Her gaze drifted briefly across the room and settled on Pete, who stood stiffly near the server station, watching everything with cautious eyes, before she straightened her shoulders and announced calmly, "I’m leaving now."
Pete reacted immediately, stepping toward her with urgency written all over his face, his hands coming together in front of him like he was praying for mercy.
"Please, Miss Walker," he said carefully, choosing his words with obvious effort. "I know my boss is arrogant, and I’m really sorry about that, but can you just leave our server alone? The long-term damage could affect employment, and a lot of people depend on this to feed their families."
Seraphine frowned slightly, not in anger but in quiet irritation, because she was tired of men apologizing for other men’s behavior.
"Your boss likes sticking his nose in things that do not concern him," she replied politely, even though her eyes carried a sharp edge. "I already gave him my terms."
She took one last look around the room, committing faces and corners to memory out of habit, and then walked out beside Corvine without looking back.
Pete released a slow breath once they were gone, rubbing the back of his neck as he murmured, "I’ve met powerful women before, but there’s just something about her."
Nicole smiled knowingly, because she understood exactly what he meant.
It was Seraphine’s Luna aura, quietly asserting itself without effort. In their world, once someone was born Luna or Alpha, that essence never truly left, no matter how much they tried to reject it.
Seraphine had walked away from the position, had turned her back on the crown and the expectations that came with it, but the aura refused to release her, because power like that was not granted, it was woven into her soul from birth.
Inside the car, Corvine kept both hands on the steering wheel as sun light slid across the windshield, his jaw tight with thought.
"Are you really taking ten billion from Voren?" he asked, glancing at her briefly.
Seraphine turned toward him slowly, her brows knitting together.
"Do I look like I’m joking?" she replied, her lips pressing together with quiet determination before she continued, her voice dropping into something colder and more thoughtful.
"I want to break their friendship so I can deal with Ravyn easily, and honestly, does he think I would ever allow him to live happily when my heart is still screaming for my daughter?"
Her phone rang just then, and when she saw Humphrey’s name on the screen, her chest tightened instantly.

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