50 Chapter 50

50 Chapter 50

Seraphina’s POV 1

“Damien,” I said quietly, my voice still rough from exhaustion. “About the Northern Ridge Pack… when you merged those territories after your parents died, did you absorb any survivors from my family’s pack?”

His blue eyes sharpened with interest. “Some, yes. After what happened to your parents, the remaining wolves were scattered and vulnerable. Most were grateful for the protection and stability our pack could offer.”

My heart began to race with sudden hope. “Are any of them still with you? People who might remember my parents, who could tell me about my childhood before…” I swallowed hard. “Before Elizabeth and Victor took me in?” 1

“Several, actually, maybe. But I’m not sure whether they are alive now.” Damien’s expression grew thoughtful.

“I want to find them and meet them,” I said, trying to keep the desperate edge out of my voice. “I need to know who I really am, who my

parents were before they died.”

Damien was quiet for a moment, his thumb tracing gentle patterns on the back of my hand. “The Northern Ridge territory is about a

four-hour drive from here. The old lodge is still standing.”

“I need to go there,” I said, the words coming out with more urgency than I’d intended. “Damien, I need to see where I came from, to

understand my heritage. These abilities I have, the healing power-I think it’s connected to that place, to my bloodline.”

His jaw tightened almost imperceptibly. “Sera, the northern territories aren’t entirely safe right now. With the increased rogue activity,

the border incidents-”

“Then come with me,” I interrupted, then immediately shook my head. “No, actually, don’t. Adrian needs stability right now, and you have

business to handle. I can go

alpha authority to

especially not when you’re still recovering from whatever

the implacable determination in his expression. We stared at each other

willing to back

from his expression that he wasn’t going

propose.

“I’m listening”

go to the Northern Ridge territory to meet these survivors, to learn about my parents and my heritage. You stay here with

“Absolutely not.”

“Damien, be reasonable-”

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he began pacing the small space. “You’re talking about traveling alone to a remote area where we’ve had multiple security

even I could hear how weak

face me,

suggesting? That I hide here in Silver Moon Harbor like some delicate flower while other people make all the important decisions about my life?” I crossed my arms and lifted my chin defiantly. “I’ve

to go all

Damien’s eyebrows shot up, and despite his obvious frustration, I caught the hint of amusement tugging at the corner

mate,

though I could feel my own lips

to go

running his hands through his

cake. Despite the

expressions.

I sighed dramatically and flopped back against my pillows. “Look, you big overprotective Alpha,” I said, unable to keep the affection out of my voice despite my exasperation. “You have a pack to run, a business

started

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