Seraphina stretched languorously across her silk sheets as a smile played on her lips as the first rays of dawn filtered through her chamber windows. Today marked the final day of her confinement. Tomorrow, she would be free to reclaim what was rightfully hers: Alpha Knox's attention and her position of influence within the pack.
She sat up, her auburn curls cascading over her shoulders as she inhaled deeply. "Two weeks," she murmured to herself, running her fingers over the silken sheets. "Two weeks while that Thorne girl worked her way into their good graces."
