Serafine's POV
How am I to save them, to save everyone, when the path ahead of me remains so unclear?
"What if the decisions I've made so far have already set us on the path to destruction?"
The feeling of Lucian's prophecy weighs down on me, an uncontrollable fog; uncertainty claws at my insides.
I sat with my mother, Susan, in the darkened room, both of us in such a haze from what we had seen in that vision.
It is too much to handle, knowing that Abigail and her brothers literally hold in their hands the fate of all wolves.
Protection? How could I protect them when I don't even know what the right choices are?
"We need help, Mom," I said, my voice barely audible. "I don't know how to guide Abigail through this. Her powers… they're already stronger than I can handle."
Susan nods
