SERAPHINA’S POV

The doctor checks that I’m completely fine an hour later, confirming that my body has successfully accepted the mark.

Apparently, there was a possibility of rejection on my part, a rejection that could have left detrimental damages to Artemis and me, and I was lucky that it was accepted without any hiccups.

I wouldn’t call it luck, though.

Every single bit of nature was on my side, ensuring that it would happen and that we’d be tied together forever. The prophecy, my ...