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"Evelyn Vane. You conspired with the Fallen. You tried to murder Tania Swann, future Lady of the Nightfall Court. Today, your blood wakes the Blood Mirror. We will rip out your memories. We will seal your fate." In the ancient catacombs, the Blood Mirror cast a dark red halo in the candlelight. My former fated mate lounged on his black velvet throne. He was Valerius Cross, the noble Lord of the Nightfall Court. Those eyes used to look at me with love. Now, they held only disgust. "The Blood Mirror will show every betrayal you've committed against this Court. Our entire kind will see the monster hiding under that pretty skin!" Tania clung softly to Valerius's broad chest. She traced lazy circles on his skin. A sweet, smug smile played on her lips. She was so sure the mirror would condemn me tonight. She was so sure I'd burn to ashes. The rune-carved silver chains bit deep into my flesh. Black smoke hissed from my burns. Even so, I spoke. My voice was broken. "Valerius, are you sure about this? Do you really want my blood to show you my memories? Once it starts... none of you can turn back."

To teach my little sister, Esther, just how ruthless the online world could be, Mom hacked into my computer. She took all my chat logs, private photos, and even my browsing history, turned them into a PowerPoint presentation, and broadcast the whole thing live. While pointing at my photos, she laughed and said to my sister, "See? This is what men are really like. Your sister got fooled by her ex-boyfriend just like this. You'd better learn from her mistake." Esther suddenly understood. "Thanks, Mom. I get it now! Rebecca, I should thank you too." I stood behind them. My phone screen displayed the explicit messages between Mom and her lover, a personal trainer. I gently tapped the send button while pointing at the livestream camera. "Mom, educating Esther is a good thing. "Why don't we spice up the lesson with some more interesting material?"

The year I turned sixteen, the water supply of Moonlight Pack was contaminated. A desperate, burning thirst spread through every household. Owen was the one who found me half-dead and carried me home. His parents didn't just open their door to me. They shared what little water and food they had left. Everyone said it was because we were fated mates, destined to be together. But anyone could see the truth. His family loved me from the bottom of their hearts. The year I turned twenty, Owen asked me to be his mate. He gave me a silver dagger he'd forged with his own hands. He said that when he wasn't by my side, this dagger would protect me in his place. That very night, I used it to kill everyone in his family.