Ex-Alpha's Regret: Siren's Comeback novel Chapter 133

POV: Seraphina

I moved through the manor like a storm front, a whirlwind of pure, focused rage. Jax and Killian were in the main command center, monitoring the hurricane's progress. They both looked up as I burst in, my face a mask of fury, my clothes a simple set of sleepwear that I hadn't even noticed I was still wearing.

"Seraphina!" Killian was on his feet in an instant, his eyes wide with alarm. "What's wrong?"

"Where is he?" I demanded, my voice low and shaking with a rage that was so profound it was almost calm.

"In the dock warehouse, but you can't—" Jax began, stepping in front of me, his hands raised in a placating gesture.

I shoved past him with a strength that surprised us both. "Get out of my way, Jax."

"Sera, no," Killian said, his voice a firm but gentle command as he moved to block my path to the door. "Whatever he's done, confronting him now, while you're like this, will only give him what he wants. He wants to see you lose control."

"He is long past the point of getting what he wants," I snarled, my eyes blazing. "This is not for him. This is for me."

I didn't wait for their permission. I wrenched the heavy storm door open and plunged out into the maelstrom. The wind hit me with the force of a physical blow, tearing the breath from my lungs and whipping my hair across my face. The rain was a cold, stinging torrent. I barely felt it. My rage was a fire that kept me warm.

I marched through the storm, my bare feet slapping against the slick stone pathways leading to the port. The guards outside the warehouse saw me coming and moved to block the entrance, their faces a mixture of confusion and fear.

"Open it," I commanded, my voice cutting through the howl of the wind.

"My lady, we have orders—" the captain started to say.

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