Serafine's POV
"What if there is no winning this without losing something or someone close to me?
It still does now as I sit beside Daniel, my hands shaking while channeling what's left of my energy into his healing process.
His wounds are deep, but he is strong, much stronger than I had been aware of.
I feel his body respond to my magic, the edges of his cuts knitting back together, though it is far too slow.
The fight outdoors had subsided, and to the surprise of all, the forces of Lucian fell back, melting into the trees without delivering the coup de grâce.
Damien, David, and the rest of the pack prepared themselves for one last charge, but instead, the rogues simply… vanished.
It's Lucian's game. Weaken them. Strike at them bit by bit till they fall. He's just playing with us,
