Seraphina’s POV
I stood at the entrance of the grand hall, the whispers of the guests floating around me. My heart pounded, and I felt the weight of every eye on me. The room was full of wolves from different packs—noble, strong, respected. It should have been a moment of celebration, but instead, it felt like the whole world was watching me fall apart.
The dress, the flowers, the decorations—it all felt like a cruel joke. I was supposed to marry Callum today, my mate, the Alpha I trusted. But he wasn’t here.
I took a deep breath, trying to hold back the tears. I had to say something. I had to let them know why there would be no wedding today.
I stepped forward, my heels clicking against the marble floor, the sound sharp and heavy in the silence. The guests all turned toward me, their expressions curious. I swallowed hard, trying to find my voice.
“The wedding is cancelled,” I said, my voice trembling slightly. The words felt like they were tearing me apart, but I had to say them. There was no turning back now.
A ripple of gasps spread across the room. Murmurs started, low at first, then louder. I could hear the word “abandoned” whispered behind me, and my stomach twisted.
“Alpha Callum... he left me for someone else,” I muttered, more to myself than anyone else. The reality of it hit me all at once. I couldn’t hold back the tears anymore.
The whispers grew louder, more hurtful.
“He left her?”
“What a disgrace!”
“She’s alone now, shame for her.”
I could feel the weight of their stares, their judgment, and it made me want to disappear. This wasn’t supposed to happen. This wasn’t the life I had imagined for myself. Callum had promised me everything, and now, he had broken it all.
All because of Tyla.
My breath came in shallow gasps, and I could feel the walls closing in. I didn’t want to be here anymore. I didn’t want to stand in front of these people who were watching me fall apart. Without another word, I turned and fled from the hall.
I ran through the corridors, my feet stumbling in the high heels, my heart racing faster than my legs could carry me. I needed to escape. I needed to get away from the looks, from the whispers, from everything.
I didn’t know how long I ran, or where I was going. The world around me blurred. All I could think of was getting away. The cold air hit my face as I stumbled through a door and found myself outside. The path ahead was dark, the trees lining the border of Ravenwood stretching out before me like a dark, endless maze.
I stopped, trying to catch my breath, but the night was heavy, the silence overwhelming. I had no idea where I was. I had left the safety of the wedding grounds, and now I was lost.
"Help…" I whispered, my voice barely a breath. No one could hear me out here.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me. I turned quickly, my heart racing, but the moment I looked up, I was surrounded. A group of soldiers, all dressed in dark armor, stood before me, blocking the path.
“Who are you?” one of them barked, his eyes scanning me from head to toe. “What pack are you from?”
I opened my mouth to speak, but my voice caught in my throat. “I’m... I’m Princess Seraphina of the Ravenwood Pack,” I said, my words shaky. I held my head high, trying to appear strong, but inside, I was shaking. “I’m the daughter of Alpha Gideon.”
The soldier didn’t seem to care. His eyes narrowed as he looked at the others. “She’s a rogue,” he said, his voice cold and harsh. “Capture her!”
I stepped back, my heart pounding. “No! I’m not a rogue. I’m not... Please, I’m telling the truth. I’m Seraphina, the princess!”
But it was no use. They advanced on me, and before I could protest again, they grabbed my arms and dragged me toward the trees. My mind raced. What was happening? Why weren’t they listening to me?
“Please, you don’t understand,” I pleaded, trying to break free. “I’m not a rogue. I’m not!”
But they ignored me, tightening their grip as they led me deeper into the forest. My mind screamed in panic, but all I could do was struggle weakly against their hold.
