SERAPHINA’S POV
Catherine and Marcus had spent years hiding in the shadows.
Their operations hid beneath secrecy—false names, hidden routes, erased memories, sealed minds.
They had built their empire beneath the surface, so people could whisper about disappearances but never point to a door and say, there, that is where the monster lives.
Jack, however, might as well have been standing on top of a mountain, wearing a neon sign reading: COME AND GET ME!
Kieran had already been digging into him for months once he found out that Jack was responsible for the earlier rogue attacks on me.
Once we had his location from the puppet’s mind, everything moved with ruthless precision.
The first signs were quiet.
A missing shipment here.
A frozen account there.
A courier route that suddenly went dark.
Then came the raids.
