Liliana’s POV It is Ava. Her strong grip keeps me from lashing out in anger, and she quietly pulls me away from the confrontation I was about to put up. She drags me to the lakeside far away from the town hall. “Let go of me!” I growl and shake off her hands when we are a safe distance away from anyone’s ears. I am consumed by a desire for blood. "Liliana, revenge won't change what has happened. It will only put you in danger," Ava's voice is hushed but calm and steady. She shakes her head. “What do you know?” I gnash my teeth at her. “Do you even know what happened? Do you even realize what they did?! I want to tear into the deceitful perpetrators and make them pay for the betrayal. I want them to burn!” “Liliana, please. Hear me out.” I do not

Liliana’s POV I awaken in a dark, damp cellar, the air heavy with the scent of earth and mildew. They fill the air with a depressing foul stench. I squint my eyes and shake my head, allowing recent memories to flood my thoughts. Then I remember. The crowd, Antonio, the sorceress, Bella, Ava and the syringe. I try to move only to find that I am bound to the cellar wall by chains. A test of the chains’ strength tells me that they have silver embedded in them. Damn. The silver elements are a wolf’s worst nightmare; they weaken us. But I cannot be here! Desperation fills me, and I struggle against the chains, attempting to break free. What effort I make, is deemed with no progress. I still am bound. Amidst my struggle, I hear a deep chuckle and my head snaps forward. It is Bella. She enters the cellar wearing a sexy black dress

Liliana's POV I wake up to a whirlwind of thoughts. Confusion overcomes my mind and the pain from the torture still claws at my skin. I take a deep breath and let out a raspy cough before slowly feeling my healing factor kick in. The wounds start to close and my skin starts to mend, albeit strangely slow. I shudder to think what would have happened if I did not have my healing faction. I could have died. But I am not dead. I am alive, and for that I am grateful. Now all I need to do is get out of here and find my way back to Kaden, find the pack doctor and… ”Aieeee!” A hand clamps over my mouth. “Shhh…they’ll hear us!” It is Marcus, Kaden’s Beta. I swat his hand away and hiss, “Marcus, what are you doing here?” He leans back and looks waril

Liliana’s POV Pain flares with every step, reminding me of my injuries. Each movement of my battered body aches and twinges in symphony as if my whole body is ridden with arthritis. I am only twenty-one but I feel as if I am over a century old. Goodness, is this what ageing humans feel like all the time? “We’re almost there, Liliana,” Venice, the chambermaid says softly as she guides me along. I wince a little before nodding. I am battered and broken; physically, mentally and emotionally but I do not cry in front of her. She sets me down on Kaden’s king-sized bed and I give her a wane smile. The room is dimly lit, with four walls of blurred shadows, but it could have been decorated with balloons and flowers for all I care right now. “Would you like something to drink?” Venice asks, concerned. She does not want to leave me alone. 

Liliana’s POV My footsteps lead me in a disoriented loop and I follow, lost in the moment and void of thoughts, and before I realize it, I am back at the bar where I first encountered Landon on my twenty-first birthday. The bar is loud and full of people swaying to the hectic tune that the DJ is spinning. I am not exactly in a mood to party but I find myself weaving my way through the crowd and onwards towards the bartender’s table. I quietly take an empty seat and wearily look around. The place holds memories of a different time, a time when I was blissfully unaware of the chaos that would unravel my life. A time when all was as simple as A, B, C. I think back to one of my lessons with Evander. He had taught me the theory of the butterfly effect, he taught me of what I have come to experience. This place...this is where it all began. The little butterfly that now is two universes colliding,