Chapter 57: Seraphina / Callan

Seraphina POV

Allister reminded me of a tea kettle that was just about to start steaming by the way his face turned a dark crimson and the way his knuckles were white from how tight his fists were.

“The choice is yours, Allister. Either I expose you for the fraud you are and my men attack all of the pack members OR end the ceremony so Seraphina can get the care she needs.” I noted that Callan didn’t mention to Allister that I was his fated mate.

Did this mean that he was going to reject me? Did I push him too far? I felt bile rise in my throat before I keeled over and vomited black liquid all over the manicured lawn next to me.

Allister jumped back to avoid getting my vomit on him. I heard Callan curse before he moved my hair from my face as I continued to empty the contents of my stomach.

As I stood, I felt my body swaybefore I was scooped up into strong arms that sent the familiar tingles through out my body. I rested my head on Callan’s hard chest and allowed myself to fall int