**He Promised to Give Me the World, Yet the Price Was My Soul by Caden Blake**
**SERAPHINA**
Asher tilted his head ever so slightly, a serene calmness lacing his voice that belied the storm brewing beneath. “Technically, he has known since our childhood that I am the firstborn of the Alpha King. But yes… I imagine my acceptance of the throne must come as quite the shock to him now.”
A surge of fury coursed through me, my fists clenching tightly as disbelief twisted within. “So, all this time, you were merely toying with me? And now, you choose to unveil your crown, what? To demonstrate your true power?”
His expression darkened, shadows flickering in his eyes. “Do you really think you could have remained hidden for so long if I had merely been playing games with you, Seraphina?” His voice dropped, resonating with a depth that sent shivers down my spine. “I came to this Academy to escape an arranged marriage to a woman I had never met and had no desire to know.”
He paused, his gaze lingering on the silver chain still clasped around my throat, a cruel reminder of our entanglement. “But fate has a peculiar sense of humor. I sought to avoid you, yet here we stand.”
His tone shifted, becoming dangerously soft, almost a whisper. “We both fled from the same marriage arrangement. And now, we find ourselves bound by it.”
“What happens now? Do you suddenly wish to marry me?” I challenged, my voice steady despite the tempest raging within.
“If it had been three months ago, I might have entertained the thought, drawn in by your beauty, but…” His eyes darkened with an intensity that sent a chill through the hall. “Now, we can never be together, Seraphina.” He leaned closer, his wolf flickering just beneath the surface of his gaze. “I will not allow that to happen.” His aura pulsed through the hall like a toxic mist, suffocating and oppressive.
Elder Milton stiffened, the tension in the room palpable as the entire Council braced themselves, the Alpha instructors frozen in place, caught off guard by the sudden shift in atmosphere.
Phina snarled in my mind, a primal warning echoing with urgency. The look in Asher’s eyes was not the one I had grown accustomed to over these past three months. “What do you mean by that?” I pressed, my voice low and filled with steel. “If you never wanted this marriage, why didn’t you put an end to it before all of this transpired? You allowed my father to disown me. You let the Council treat me like this. You waited to reveal your identity as the King. Why? Why go through all of this?”
“I was simply waiting for you, Seraphina,” he replied, a smile creeping onto his lips that sent chills racing down my spine.
A wave of dread washed over me; the danger had multiplied. “Waiting for me? What do you mean—”
Before I could finish my thought, the air shifted, heavy with foreboding. The wolves unclasped the chain from my neck, and it clattered against the marble floor, a harsh sound that echoed ominously. Darkness seemed to seep from the corners of the hall, wrapping around us like a suffocating shroud. A sense of dread unfurled within my chest as the Council members rose from their seats.
“IT’S TIME!” Elder Milton’s voice boomed, slicing through the tension.
Shadows poured forth from every corner, dark figures emerging from the rafters and balconies, each one aiming silver-tipped arrows directly at me.
**Chapter 239: The Blooming Wrath**
My heart raced in my chest. The silver arrows were not meant for ordinary wolves; these were not mere creatures of the night. Wizards? A ritual? Asher reclined back, his demeanor suggesting he had anticipated Milton’s plan, as if he had come to witness this dark spectacle unfold.
“So, you wish to kill me?” I asked, maintaining unwavering eye contact. Betrayal sliced through me like a jagged wound.
“You should never have come to this Academy, Seraphina,” he whispered, his voice cold as the glass roof of the Grand Hall began to slide open. “Now die, and never be reborn. Because in every life, I will hunt you.”


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