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.."

me. A trembling, pleading

I laughed in her

slowly stepping forward. "The deal was

She looked confused. Scared.

your family back, right?" she screamed. "To know where your imprisoned crescent here. You want your daughter to have a

I tilted my head.

you forget

slipping. Her soul

"I am Lilith."

hit her. Her eyes slowly

me," she

with pain. Tears sprinkled in

killed two birds with one

"No..."

you, I know where my people are. You think I came

"No! I won’t let that

I whispered, raising my palm, "you’re dying

"Versa."

her soul was torn from the air and hurled into

Where she belongs.

battlefield—right where I had disappeared from moments ago.

where

where my

My Crescent.

all these years... I will

we’ll be together

strongest

perfect fusion of witch and

both werewolves and

New Orleans. Every marked territory bowed before us—until Klaus and the other Alphas allied with witches like Dahlia and their covens to take us down. They struck by surprise, casting a freezing curse

And somehow, I survived.

Thanks to Marcus.

his memory, I left my daughter with him, sealing away her

But now, I’m back.

will bring the Crescent

dust-covered statues trapped in time. I will soon

will rise again. Stronger

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

her child

her to bring down the Blue Moon Pack, and

reclaim

Alpha of

leaders of every

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