Chapter 2

Seraphina’s POV 1

Ophelia dragged me back to her small apartment above the bakery, her eyes blazing with determination. “We’re not letting those bastards win,” she declared, pulling out makeup and rifling through her closet.

She spun around, holding up an emerald green dress that perfectly matched my eyes. “Tonight, we show them what they lost.”

The dress was beautiful-silky and elegant, with a flowing skirt that hugged my curves in all the right places.

As Ophelia worked on my makeup, carefully applying smoky eyeshadow that made my green eyes pop, I felt something shifting inside

“There,” Ophelia stepped back, admiring her handiwork. “Now you look like the goddess you are.”

I barely recognized myself in the mirror. The woman staring back at me looked confident, mysterious, beautiful. Nothing like the broken

omega who’d fled Gabriel’s house just hours ago.

“Come on,” Ophelia grabbed my hand. “Silver Moon Harbor awaits.”

“I can’t believe we’re actually doing this,” I whispered as we approached the grand entrance.

“Believe it, honey,” Ophelia grinned, straightening her own dress and passed me a mask. “Tonight, we’re not wolves from nowhere.

Tonight, we’re mysterious beauties who belong wherever we damn well please.”

The ballroom took my breath

Way. Crystal chandeliers cast rainbow patterns across marble floors, and hundreds of werewolves in elegant attire mingled beneath soaring ceilings. Everyone wore elaborate masks, adding an air of mystery to the already intoxicating

atmosphere.

I breathed, then

my hands, raising her own. “To new

burn-cleansing, like it was washing away the bitter

immediately ordered two more.

usually drink this much,”

find your boyfriend screwing your sister either,” she pointed out. “Extraordinary circumstances

measures.”

round, I was feeling deliciously dizzy and incredibly free. The pain was still there,

into a corner of my

pulled me toward the crowded dance floor, and for the first

have a care in the world. Other wolves watched us with

too caught up in the moment to

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about to suggest

my breath caught in my

what I could see was devastating. Strong jaw, sensual lips curved in a slight smile, and eyes… God, those eyes. They were the deepest blue I’d ever seen, so dark

in the room wouldn’t refuse a dance, would she?” His voice

roughness to make my pulse

was hurting, that I’d just had my heart shattered. Instead,

I heard myself

shoulders that filled out his expensive suit perfectly. When he pulled me close, I could feel the solid warmth of

watching you since you walked in,” he murmured near my ear, his breath sending shivers down my spine.

captivating.”

have felt empty-we were strangers, after all-but something

I found myself asking, tilting my head back to look into those

and I could see his lips curve into

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