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,

didn’t move. I

I would help you?" I said, slowly stepping forward.

She looked confused. Scared.

where your imprisoned crescent

I tilted my head.

forget who

was slipping. Her soul

"I am Lilith."

the realization hit her. Her eyes slowly widened as a frown broke on

me," she

with pain.

"I killed two birds

"No..."

people are. You think I came to that council

won’t let that happen. I am Dahlia. I never

yet," I whispered, raising

"Versa."

barriers. Her screams vanished as her

Where she

shifted back to the battlefield—right where I had disappeared from moments ago. The

finally know where

know where my

My Crescent.

years... I will wake

be together

the strongest

of witch

both werewolves and

and the other Alphas allied with witches like Dahlia and their covens to take us down. They struck by surprise, casting a

And somehow, I survived.

Thanks to Marcus.

me escape. Before wiping his memory, I left my daughter with him, sealing away her powers. Hiding

But now, I’m back.

this time, I will

time. I will

will rise again.

little finger. It will be easy to break them now. Blue Moon Pack will finally be

her child

down the Blue Moon Pack, and once they

reclaim

Alpha of

leaders of every

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