ログインLilith pov“Lives are bestowed by the goddess. No one has the right to take them,” the man with the kind smile had said, sunlight glinting off his face as he looked at me. I was twelve, staring up at him with wide, curious eyes.“But… what if there are bad people?” I had asked cautiously. “What if I have to fight, or kill, to protect myself or someone else?”He had crouched slightly to meet my gaze, his smile unwavering but his eyes sharp, serious. “If it ever comes to that, Lilith… then do it without hesitation. Protect yourself. Protect what you must. But know this, never do it out of cruelty. Only to survive, to protect, or to preserve what is sacred.”Those words had carved themselves into my bones. For all these years, I had believed them, lived by them. Every soul belonged to the Moon Goddess, and no one had the right to take it. Even when Dravena justified her killings, deep down, I knew she was right. Some people deserved to die, some deaths shouldn't be questioned and should
Samuel povLilith.She looked barely conscious now, slumped weakly against the ground with her eyes shut, her breathing shallow and uneven as the drug dragged her deeper under.I stared at her for a long moment before smiling faintly.“That was my original plan,” I murmured quietly. “What I wanted to achieve.” My expression shifted slowly as I exhaled a short, almost amused breath. “But now…” A soft laugh slipped out. “I’m not so sure anymore.” I tilted my head, studying her as though she were the only thing in the room worth understanding. “I don’t know why I’m doing any of this now.”My brows furrowed faintly, a rare trace of confusion crossing my face. “Yes, it’s exciting. It’s entertaining. It's fucking fun to watch everyone being treated like a goddamn fool!” My smile twitched as I spoke, quieter this time, almost thoughtful. “But I still don’t really feel it.” My voice dropped slightly, softer, as though I were admitting something inconvenient to myself. “I don’t think I’m bec
Samuel pov“Since everyone has already shared their stories,” I said lightly, my voice deep and casual, “it’s only fair that I share mine too, isn’t it?”A thoughtful hum slipped from my lips as I tilted my head slightly. I didn’t wait for an answer.I never did.There was no need for her voice. Not yet. Not when everything I wanted was already unfolding exactly the way it should.“There was a boy,” I began softly, almost conversationally, “and that boy was me. Samuel.”My footsteps echoed slowly against the ground as I walked. Each step dragged something deeper out of me, widened the grin on my lips, made my heartbeat pound heavier inside my chest.“When I was young, I already knew I was different.”The moment the words left my lips, the world blurred.Shifted.Flickered.Until I was no longer there anymore.A mirror appeared in my mind and in front of it sat a small boy—too still, too quiet, too rehearsed.“Smile,” my mother said gently.I saw her clearly. Soft eyes. Warm voice. Sta
Lilith povWhen evil doesn’t look like a monster, how would you even know who the real villain is?***My heart pounded so painfully it felt like it would rip straight out of my chest.So painfully I couldn’t breathe.So painfully my vision blurred until I could barely see what was in front of me anymore.Maybe it was because the tears wouldn’t stop falling.Or maybe it was because something deep in the darkness kept pulling at me, whispering for me to close my eyes, begging me to lose consciousness so I wouldn’t have to witness what sat before me.My chest felt torn apart.Shredded into pieces that could never be put back together again because the man before me…That couldn’t be my father.It couldn’t.My father couldn't be the one twitching weakly against the chair. He couldn't be the man with no eyes. No tongue. No arms. No legs.Not the man desperately trying to speak through broken, incoherent sounds spilling from his mouth.Yet I understood him.Even without words, I understood
Lilith povMy heart dropped.She was a Moonburn?She wasn’t from Fangspire. She had just appeared in the packhouse one day. No one ever really knew where she came from. So she…she was from the Moonburn tribe.The ones who were wiped out years ago at the hands of—My stomach tightened.“Verek…” I breathed.Lora’s expression didn’t change.“That’s right,” she said quietly. “Verek.” She stepped back slightly, like the memories themselves were too heavy. “When I was eight years old, he came to our village,” she said. “He came alone at first. He spoke like a man offering salvation. Wealth. Safety. He said he would give us a large pack after his plans succeeded. After he became king of all packs”Her lips curled slightly.“All he wanted was for the Moonburns to join him. Because we were strong. He wanted us to be rogues ” Her voice hardened. “But the elders refused. They chased him out. They called him evil. They said they would not stain their hands with blood.”Lora’s gaze lowered.“He l
Lilith pov“Lilith… Lilith, wake up. You have to wake up and fight. Fight to protect the people you love. Wake up, Lilith! Your father, your father is—”My eyes snapped open.I lurched forward with a sharp gasp, air tearing into my lungs like I had been drowning but the moment I moved, the chains snapped tight. Cold metal bit into my skin, yanking me back harshly as a choked breath escaped me. My chest heaved, struggling to draw in air, my body trembling as pain tore through me—hot, relentless, like fire surging through my veins.But I barely felt it. My mind was somewhere else.“M…Mother…”Her face flashed through my thoughts, she had been dressed in white, eyes filled with something I had never seen before.Fear. Desperation. Tears.“You father… your father is—”I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to grasp the words, to hear it again, to finish it but it slipped through me.I had woken up before she could say it.My fingers curled weakly behind me, my breath uneven as a tremor ran throu
Lilith pov Impossible. I stepped back at her words, eyes widening, fixed on her as I waited, half-expecting her to laugh at my expression, to tease me for even thinking she was serious. But she didn’t. Her expression stayed the same, the same mischievous glint in her eyes, the same amused smir
Lilith pov I was panting, panicking. My chest felt tight, my breathing slow and suffocating as I sat on the bed, one hand clutching my chest, trying to breathe. Theila sat beside me, her worried eyes fixed on me as she spoke, but I couldn’t hear her. Everything was too overwhelming. The white
Lilith pov Was I dreaming? That was the question racing through my mind as I stayed frozen in place, looking around in confusion. I stood in a vast white space with nothing, with no one around. It was just me, alone in the endless void. The last thing I remembered was passing out in the study
Lilith pov As I walked beside Theila, my heart pounded heavily in my chest for two reasons. First, because Lucien had gone yesterday to speak with Dr. Samuel about taking my mother under his care. I could hardly believe that the cold, terrifying man would do something like that for me. Typically,







