Seraphina
The recent events in my life have been nothing short of a nightmare, one after another.
First, Lucian turned into a werewolf. He abducted me and tried to violate me.
Then there was Vivienne, who broke free of the werewolf rules and turned her aggression on me.
Why is this happening to me? What did I do to deserve this?
I just want to live a normal life. Why is that so hard?
When I face these monsters, I sometimes can’t help but think-what if I were a werewolf too? What if I had their strength and power?
But the thought alone makes me shudder.
No. I can’t think that way. Humans are humans. If I became a werewolf just to gain power, how would I be any different from Lucian and the others?
Yet, when I see the scars on my body, I can’t help but feel sorrow.
I don’t know what to do anymore.
As I was lost in my chaotic thoughts, Kael appeared.
I knew he was here, but I didn’t feel like talking, so I stayed still, lying motionless on the bed, pretending to be asleep.
It wasn’t until Kael came closer and wrapped me in his arms that I felt a sense of relief.
His embrace was broad and strong, his muscles firm and comforting.
As he held me, a wave of safety washed over me.
I turned to look at Kael.
He stared back at me for a long moment before speaking. “Seraphina, don’t worry. Vivienne has been captured. I handed her over to her father. She won’t trouble you again.”
“Are you going to exile her?” I asked.
“Yes,” he replied. “I nearly killed her, but… her father served mine faithfully for many years. After my mother died, he gave me more warmth than my own father ever did. So, forgive me, but this time, I had to let her go.”
“I understand,” I said quietly.
I placed my hand on Kael’s chest and buried my face in him, feeling the heat of his body and the frantic beating of his heart.
This-this was where my safety came from.
“Kael,” I whispered, “I wish I could go back to the past, to being an ordinary student. Even if people mocked me for being a bookworm, I wouldn’t care.”
Tears welled up in my eyes and began streaming down my face.
I’m not strong-I know that. Just thinking about what lies ahead makes me want to break down.
I hate this feeling.
It makes me feel so weak.
But then again, so what if I’m weak?
After facing life-threatening situations again and again, isn’t it normal to feel fragile?
“Seraphina, don’t cry,” Kael said softly when he noticed my tears, his voice filled with tenderness.
“If you keep crying, it’ll make me sad as well.”
He leaned down and kissed my cheek, trying to catch and kiss away every tear.
Perhaps because he did this the last time I cried, hoping to comfort me, he instinctively repeated the action now.
My tears stopped, though I pushed him away with a slight grimace.
“Enough. Don’t kiss me like that anymore,” I said.
Kael chuckled at my words.
“Then don’t cry,” he said, cradling my face in his hands and gently pinching my cheeks.
I could feel him squishing my face, and I swatted his hands away. “I’m not crying anymore.”
“What’s there to cry about? Sure, Vivienne almost killed me, but that just proves something-she’s the loser in love. She attacked me because she was jealous that I have your love.”
I thought of the venomous looks Vivienne had given me so many times. She envied the closeness between me and Kael.
She took Lucian from me, and I, in turn, took Kael from her.
This was my revenge from the start.
Now, in some way, I suppose I’ve won.
“Yes, Seraphina,” Kael said, pulling me into his arms again. “You’re right. She loved me, but I love you. That makes you the biggest winner.”
He kissed my lips, biting at them gently before slipping his tongue into my mouth, tangling with mine.
He didn’t stop until I was breathless, my body weak and trembling.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer.
“Take me,” I whispered.
I didn’t know why, but in that moment, I needed Kael to prove his love for me.
And making love seemed like the best way.
“Are you sure, Seraphina? You’ve just recovered your strength. I don’t think this is a good idea,” Kael said, his voice hoarse with restraint.
Though his desire was evident, he was still holding himself back.
“Stop talking,” I said. “Show me how much you love me.”
Love can be fleeting, but Kael’s love for me was undoubtedly real.
I needed to see it, to feel it, to reassure myself.
Kael paused, then let out a low chuckle.
He bit my lip and whispered, “Alright. If that’s what you need, I’ll give it to you.”
His hands moved deftly, peeling away my clothes, his touch igniting every nerve in my body.
Desire surged through me like a wild horse, untamed and unstoppable.
Kael’s strong, muscular body pressed against mine, his movements commanding.
I clung to him, losing myself in the rhythm of his love. Every touch, every kiss, every moment drove me further into a whirlwind of passion.
I felt like a small boat being carried away by the waves of an endless ocean, with Kael as the tide pulling me forward.
Looking into his handsome face, I couldn’t resist cupping his cheeks and kissing him deeply, our tongues entwined.
In that moment, I felt like the happiest woman in the world.
And from the way Kael held me, I knew he felt the same.
“Seraphina, I love you,” he murmured, his breath hot against my skin. “Do you feel it? My love for you?”
His intensity made me cry out, unable to hold back.