Lillian’s POVThe sun has set early in the morning, with me already on my way to the Sanctuary in a high spirit.As strange as things have turned out last night, Craig has managed to turn the tables around after he sent us back home. He throws a few jokes on the way, and just before I enter my house, he is sweet enough to reassure me that everything will be alright.He even kindly offered to come to the Sanctuary this morning to accompany me in case Alpha Luther really comes by. But knowing how busy he must be being an Alpha and businessman internationally, I don’t want to bother him with trivial matters like this.My high spirit suddenly drops when I reach the gate of the Sanctuary and catch a glimpse of the familiar car Alpha Luther was leaning on last night, now parked up front.Great! Another chaos.I hope I’m just being exaggerated as I take heavy, slow steps inside, already anticipating every possible worst kind of encounter I can have.But when I push the door open, my brows ri
Lillian’s POVThe day is… well, normal and yet… let’s say, something different at the same time. It’s a feeling that can’t be adequately expressed with words.We talked over roasted vegetables and seasoned meat, laughing more than I expected. Craig, though, loves throwing a small joke every now and then, but when he speaks seriously, it’s with intent. Not just surface words, but real ones.After our small chitchats and a bit of laughter here and there, he starts asking about something more valuable and essential, such as my plans and projects in the Sanctuary, to which I happily and excitedly share.I keep my eyes on him and can’t help but feel that sense of peace and belongingness to see him actually living. He isn’t just asking for the sake of keeping the conversation going. Instead, he seems genuinely interested, but the looks he gives me give me the sense that he’s more interested in what I am interested in than in everything I am saying, though he takes my words seriously.He als
Lillian’s POVWell, as amazing as Maddox’s friends are, he or she is obviously impossible to be a witch or wizard because they don’t exist – at least, not that I know of. Hence, despite having every trace of the scandal off social media, there are still people talking.After all, many have already read it.My walk back to the boutique and back into my house isn’t exactly quiet. I hear whispers coming from bystanders and passersby, especially when I am outside the Oasis Pack territory.But despite all that, I just keep my head high and walk like it’s just any other day. I don’t care anymore.Let them talk. Let them spin around Sienna’s schemes until they unravel it themselves that they are being played with.I don’t need validation from anyone who only listens when someone more powerful decides I’m worth hearing.The past has made me strong. Now, I have many who believe in me and will have my back at any time of the day.The rest of the people can go fool themselves up for all I care.
Lillian’s POV“You know… I think I know her.”I stop midway, leaving Luna Maera on her own to go back to my room, when I hear her sudden words. Slowly, I turn around and look at her with a questioning look.No words are needed. She already knows what I am asking.“Sienna.”Now, that takes my attention even more. “You know Sienna? Sienna Wallace?”Stepping forward, I stare at her closely and observe how her face changes a little as she tries to recall something, as if grasping something from the back of her head.Later on, she nods her head. “Yeah. I think so… Her name… It just…”Her face twisted as she tried to find the appropriate words. “Uncomfortably familiar, if I must say?”I raise a brow. “Uncomfortably familiar?”Taking another step closer to her, I await her following words, but she just sighs and stands up, dusting off the invisible dust on her clothes before shrugging. “Yes, uncomfortably familiar, but I can’t say anything for sure…”“...Yet,” she adds mysteriously, making m
Lillian’s POV“I guess you owe me a thank you?” Craig’s teasing voice echoes in the kitchen, where I am personally preparing a drink for Luna Maera as a thank you.He just suddenly sneaks up behind me, popping up like a mushroom, and gives me a knowing look.Since the weather is hot, I decided to make a tropical shake for her. Basically, it’s a combination of mango, banana, and pineapple with some milk in it.While waiting for the blender, I lean my back on the counter and face Craig with my arms crossed.Raising a brow, I tease back, “Oh yeah? To what exactly?”“I don’t know.” He shrugs. “One for bringing you a new possible investor–”“At a not-so-good time, if I may say so,” I cut off.I am so thankful and excited when I see her coming in and hearing she’s here to canvas, but I can’t help but feel ashamed for her to know the situation I am in.Craig nods his head and points a finger at me, in a good way. “Alright, point taken. But someone speaks up for you. She did. I don’t think it
Lillian’s POVStorm comes one after another. It almost feels like a daily routine for me this time. I guess the pack run yesterday was only my day off. Because as soon as that passes by, I am back at receiving unwanted guests.Last time it was Sienna, and now it’s her die-hard fan, Evie.Like her idol, she doesn’t bother to knock and barges her way into the sanctuary until she finds me right at the courtyard, supervising the new refugees.A couple of warriors are following her and trying to stop her, but because of her status as the Alpha’s sister, they dare not go overboard.“You!” she barks, pointing a finger at me with her eyes sending fire my way. “You’re the reason the ceremony might get cancelled!”Around us, the refugees alongside some of the trainees from Oasis Camp whose shadows freeze mid their sprints, ears perking toward the commotion. The courtyard, filled with laughter and motivation as they did their drills moments ago, goes utterly silent.“I beg your pardon?” Turning