The True Alpha of Lupine (Seraphina and Ronan) novel Chapter 250

**He Promised to Give Me the World, Yet the Price Was My Soul**
by Caden Blake

**SERAPHINA**

What was happening? I found myself standing in the middle of my room, frozen in a state of disbelief. This was my pack house, a place I had avoided ever since my mother’s tragic passing. The air felt thick, oppressive, as if the very walls were holding their breath. My gaze wandered around the room, landing on the toy sword that had once been my favorite, a relic of my childhood when I was just seven. It lay there, a bittersweet reminder of innocence, while the storybooks on the shelf remained untouched, their pages frozen in time, waiting for a reader who would never come.

Then, a familiar sound broke through the silence—the gentle clink of my parrot’s cage swaying by the window.

“My parrot…” I murmured, a rush of joy swelling in my heart. I hurried to the window, a smile blooming on my face as I caught sight of my beloved pet, alive and fluttering energetically inside its cage.

But the moment my fingers brushed against the cage, disaster struck. It fell, the bird’s head snapping back in a grotesque manner that made my stomach churn. Horror washed over me as I gasped, my breath hitching painfully in my throat. My eyes darted past the cage and, in the distance, by the water’s edge, I saw something that froze my blood—a figure falling, her head colliding violently with the jagged rocks below. My friend’s lifeless body lay still, enveloped by the dark, unforgiving water.

A chilling shadow enveloped me, and my body turned to ice. Slowly, I shifted my gaze, my forehead slick with sweat, my heart pounding in my chest like a caged animal. When I finally lifted my eyes, the sight that met them was unbearable. There, suspended from the ceiling fan, hung my nanny.

I was paralyzed, unable to draw breath as terror gripped me. The room spun around me, and suddenly, my mother appeared, lying in a pool of her own blood, her expression hauntingly serene as she smiled at me. “Seraphina… Mom and Dad love you…”

My father’s anguished cries echoed in my ears, a sound of pure devastation as he clutched her lifeless form, utterly shattered. My own body shook violently, unable to tear my gaze away from the heart-wrenching scene. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a shadow lurking, its presence cold and foreboding.

It stood there, motionless, its empty eyes fixated on me, slowly advancing. As it drew closer, its features became more defined, and a voice echoed in my mind, chilling me to the core. “Run… Seraphina.”

A jolt of icy fear coursed through me. “RUN!!”

“Seraphina!” Ronan’s voice pierced through the chaos.

I jolted awake, my body jerking upright as panic surged through me.

“Seraphina!”

Ronan’s voice cut through the haze of fear, his face suddenly hovering in my line of vision. His expression softened as he looked into my trembling eyes, his hand gently cradling my face. “What’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare?”

The warmth of his presence enveloped me as he pulled me into his arms. I clung to him, my heart heavy with the weight of the vision I had just experienced—the deaths, the horrors, the shadow, and the voice… it all echoed the same fear I had felt when my mother died. Why was this happening again?

I lingered in his embrace longer than I realized, finding solace in his strength. He didn’t pull away until the tremors in my body had subsided, allowing me to draw in a steady breath once more.

“Are you alright?” His voice was soft, laced with concern.

I nodded, taking a slow, deep breath to steady myself. “I’m fine.” But then my gaze fell to his bare chest, and a wave of realization crashed over me. We were still nestled in the bed, wrapped in the same blanket from last night’s passionate encounter.

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