Return of The Blood Wolf: Ashes Rise

Chapter 41 - Seraphina

As Seraphina, the alpha female of the Flame'song pack, walked down the dimly lit hallway of the den, her footsteps echoing softly against the cool stone floor, she couldn't help but feel a sense of unease settling in her chest. The night had been filled with restlessness and uncertainty, and it weighed heavily on her shoulders.

The pack was her responsibility, her family, and her duty. She had always strived to lead with wisdom and compassion, but the recent changes had tested her leadership in ways she hadn't anticipated. The arrival of Draegon, the newcomer who had stirred both intrigue and suspicion, had disrupted the pack's harmony.

As Seraphina approached Phoenix's chambers, her heart clenched with a mixture of concern and guilt. Phoenix, her beloved daughter, had always been fiercely independent, and their relationship had been complicated ever since Avalor had entered their lives. Seraphina had made choices that had caused rifts between them, choices she believed were for the greater good of the pack.

When she reached the door to Phoenix's chambers, Seraphina paused, her sharp senses picking up on a faint sound from outside. She stepped closer to the door and peered through the crack, her eyes widening in surprise as she spotted Draegon standing in the hallway, his presence unexpected at this hour.

Sera couldn't deny the curiosity that tugged at her. Draegon's role within the pack had grown increasingly significant, and she couldn't help but wonder about his intentions and his relationship with her daughter. Her protective instincts as a mother warred with her responsibilities as an alpha.

With a soft sigh, Seraphina decided to approach him. She opened the door to Phoenix's chambers quietly, not wanting to disturb her daughter, and stepped into the hallway. The soft moonlight filtering through the windows cast gentle shadows, and she walked toward Draegon with a measured pace.

"Draegon," she greeted him, her voice carrying a blend of authority and curiosity. "What brings you to this part of the den at this hour?" Her golden eyes regarded him with a keen intensity, searching for any hint of his intentions or concerns.