The Alpha's cursed vow

color, destinies were sealed and fates were rewritten. For Seraphina Vale, the night was an omen one she had no choice but to face. Her heart pounded in her chest as she stood

, to be my husband, my Alpha, until death do us part." The moment the words left her mouth, the ground beneath her feet seemed to tremble. The wind howled, the moon overhead glowing brighter, its blood red hue casting an eerie light upon the gathering. And in that moment, everything shifted. A vision assaulted Seraphina's mind vivid, sharp, and terrifying. She saw Dorian her Alpha bleeding out in her arms. His body was limp, his eyes vacant, his chest barely rising as blood poured from the gaping wound in his side. She could feel the warmth of his blood soaking into her skin, could hear the rasp of his breath, slow and labored. His once proud face, full of strength and arrogance, was pale and twisted in pain. His eyes once sharp, once full of life were now clouded, staring past her, as if he no longer recognized her, as if he had already slipped into the void. "Dorian..." Her voice broke in the vision, a scream of anguish that tore at her heart. She held him in her arms, helpless, watching as life drained from him. The bond between them, the mate bond, throbbed with intensity, and with every passing second, Seraphina felt herself weakening, as though she, too, were dying with him. "No," she whispered, her eyes squeezed shut as the vision intensified. "This can't happen. I won't let it." The blood of her vision seemed to seep into her skin, filling her senses with an overwhelming wave of dread. She saw herself cradling his broken body, the weight of his death pulling her into an abyss. She could feel the darkness, cold and suffocating, closing in around them. There was no escape. There was only the endless descent into oblivion. "Seraphina!" Dorian's voice cut through the vision like a knife, sharp and commanding. The spell broke as quickly as it had begun, and she gasped, her body shaking violently. Her knees gave out beneath her, and she collapsed, the world spinning around her. Her hands flew to her face, her breath coming in ragged gasps as the vision slowly faded, leaving her shaken and breathless. The weight of the bond the curse had gripped her with such force that it felt as though her very soul had been torn in two. "Dorian..." she managed to whisper, her voice trembling. "I saw it... I saw you die." Her words hung in the air between them, heavy with the gravity of what she had just witnessed. Dorian's eyes, once cold and detached, now softened slightly with something that might have been concern though it was quickly masked by his usual stoic demeanor. "Don't worry," he said, his voice low but firm. "It's just a vision. It