SERAPHINA’S POV
I woke to sunlight spilling softly across my face and pooling on the pillow, warm and golden.
Alina stirred inside me, her presence a low hum that felt alive beneath my skin—calm but electric.
‘You feel that?’ she asked, voice smooth as silk against my thoughts.
‘Yes.’ I smiled, stretching lazily. ‘It feels incredible.’
She purred in quiet satisfaction. ‘Our bond strengthens with every sunrise.’
It was true. I could feel it—the subtle strength in my limbs, the heightened awareness that shimmered at the edges of my senses. The air seemed clearer, sharper. I could feel Alina’s heartbeat, steady and strong, moving in perfect rhythm with mine.
When I sat up, I caught my reflection in the mirror across the room. My eyes looked brighter, faintly glinting with silver where before there’d only been cerulean—Alina’s touch.
The light faded soon after, but the euphoria lingered as I freshened up and got ready, wondering what today had in store for me.
