Seraphina's POV
The door was pushed open all of a sudden. I held my son very close to myself, and my heart was beating very fast, every part of my muscle was ready to strike.
Myra stepped forward, protecting me with her body while Kira's hand flew toward the dagger at her hip. The wind from the open hall quickly rushed into the room, it was carrying the faint scent of salt, smoke and blood.
A man moved inside slowly. It was not Caelum and not Darius either but he was a total stranger, tall with a broad shoulder, his skin was already covered with some black veins that moved like they were alive under his flesh. His eyes were empty and his lips were broken.
"Who are you?" Kira demanded, her voice was very sharp.
"A messenger." He moved, holding his chest.
My wolf moved. "This one is marked, he is very dangerous."
"From who?" Myra's voice was very steady.
The man was already looking for me, then moved to the child in my hands, and then a crazy smile came out from his lips.
