Sera's POV

He let me find him.

That’s the only explanation for why the doors to Mordecai’s luxury, high class, armed to the teeth mansion, was unguarded in the middle of the freaking night.

That’s the only explanation for why there was a tall woman by the front door, leading me into the mansion with a slight nod of acknowledgment.

I storm my way behind her, anger boiling right under the surface of my skin as she leads me to him. We pass a couple of servants, I don’t miss the wary looks they shoot my way.

We arrive in front of a black door. The woman knocks twice, then...