Chapter 50: Return of the Crescent

*~ Lilith’s POV~*

I stood above the trees, my boots on the thickest branch, watching everything unfold.

Dahlia cracking away into dust

O’Brien is decaying and dying.

And my daughter... running with her mates, racing toward the High House. Fear clouded their movements. Dahlia mentioned that Cyrius was awake, stirring something deep inside of them.

They thought it was over.

Fools.

Although they constructed their plans perfectly, managing to take down Dahlia but only if they knew.

I waited until the battlefield was empty. Not a wolf remained. Then I dropped to the ground, standing on my knees, walking toward the exact spot where Dahlia’s body had cracked open and burned.

She wasn’t gone.

I knew her. Better than she knew herself. I grew up watching her, studying her, She had cast me away from my coven after I turned a crescent and since then I’ve hated her.

Dahlia doesn’t die.

She transfers. Always has. A spirit that leaps body to body, soul to soul—until she molds the next into her own.

But not this time. This time, I was going to end her.

I crouched low, dragging my fingers across the ashes, gathering the remnants of her acidic death into my palm. It hissed like it knew me.

"Versa!"

My voice cracked through the air like lightning.

The world blurred. My body shifted, flung through dimensions until I landed—there. In the void between lives, between death and rebirth.

And just like I predicted... There she was.

Dahlia.

Hovering. Clinging to the edge of a spectral barrier, wind howling all around her like a raging god. Her hair whipped violently, and when her eyes locked on mine, her strength faltered. NovelFire

"Our plan failed."

Her voice was desperate, broken.

"I need to get back. Hold me. Please. Hold me.."

for me. A trembling, pleading

I laughed in her

you?" I said, slowly stepping forward.

She looked confused. Scared.

imprisoned crescent here. You want your daughter to have a home? Peace? Then

I tilted my head.

forget who

was slipping.

"I am Lilith."

finally, the realization hit her. Her eyes slowly widened

used me,"

voice cracked laced with pain. Tears

"I killed two birds with one

"No..."

"I have my daughter. And now, thanks to you, I know where my people are. You think I came to that

screamed, "No! I won’t let that

I whispered, raising

"Versa."

barriers. Her screams vanished as her soul

hell. Where she

ago. The smoke still lingered in the air, but I

know where

know where my pack

My Crescent.

all these years... I will

be

the strongest creatures

of

both werewolves and witches

bowed before us—until Klaus and the other Alphas allied with witches like Dahlia and their covens to take us down.

And somehow, I survived.

Thanks to Marcus.

his memory, I left my daughter with him, sealing away her powers. Hiding her from

But now, I’m back.

I will bring

still dust-covered statues trapped in time. I will soon know how to undo

will rise again. Stronger

the Salvatore brothers wrapped around her delicate little finger. It will be easy

and her child are my

use her to bring down the Blue

reclaim New

the Alpha of

leaders of every

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