Bound by fate marked by betrayal

lled of iro

room of the Northern Territory. She could hear it all-the screams of her coven, the clash

t, coppery, suffocating. The kind that lingere

aphi

rough the smoke, sword in hand. His ey

e castle. Her mind struggled to process what was happening. Her parents? Her co

her? Mother?

e time. Someone we trusted... betrayed u

behind him. S

d, someone who had sworn loyalty to her father. Now, he wiel

intruder. "You will not ta

l cl

ainst him. Seraphina watched in horror as the man, once an ally, drove a blade through her brother. His han

ispered. "Li

collapsed

ger, useless against the carnage but a reminder she had to fight. She did not look back, even whe

e collapsed near the river, shivering from grief and adrenaline. The Nightborn

lost eve

e was

thirst for vengeance that would

make them pay. And when she did, the world would remember the Nig

ow in the Southern Territory, concealing her heritage. She move

h, combat, and ancient blood magic. No one suspected that the little girl who had

learned, observed, and prepared. Every night, sh

ad chosen to play

politics, and intrigue. Among those summoned was Damien Valcourt-the futu

ved she

him mour

e saw him again, the man tied to the night her family died, Seraphina would have to c

ould not fall qu