The first sign of Seraphina's transformed capabilities came when she touched the dying orchid on Helena's windowsill.
She hadn't intended to heal it—her attention was focused on the emergency communications flooding their systems as the Revelation Protocol wreaked havoc across global media. But when her fingers brushed the withered petals while reaching for a secure phone, silver energy flowed automatically from her skin.
The orchid didn't just recover. It bloomed with impossible vibrancy, flowers multiplying until the small pot overflowed with blossoms that seemed to glow from within. The effect rippled outward, touching every plant in the penthouse—ferns unfurling new fronds, herbs growing thick and lush, even the decorative bamboo shooting up toward the ceiling with renewed vigor.
"That's new," Damon observed, his enhanced wolf senses picking up the wave of life energy that had transformed their home into something resembling an enchanted garden.
