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"A Hunter," "No, she's not. She's all demon and mortal; a malformation, an outcast. She has nothing of the Trio Angels in her." The woman stated simply. "She holds so much power in her, much more than she is able to harness. We haven't seen the likes of her in...centuries. She's a danger to the world of Hunters and the mortal realm at large, more reason why she has to be annhilated immediately. But the Caucus is going to accept her, I know because I'm a member of the Caucus, and because she's friends with Robert Ravenwood's children. Robert Ravenwood's the Head of the Caucus." Aosoth grinned, revealing unnaturally white fangs. "My daughter is a Hunter, either way—"

“Fine, be difficult for all I care. But now, before I take the body and we finally meet the true fate, let me tell you a couple of things about yourself.” Now, that instantly caught my attention. My head snapped in his direction and I instantly gasped, realizing the creature had gotten too close to me already. “You are the last daughter of the Moon,” it muttered so close to my ear, I could feel the cold breath. My body froze as I tried to ponder the words. What did the daughter of the Moon mean? I had never heard about such a thing, no one in my life had ever mentioned anything even briefly close to that. “Huh?” Was the only sound I could make, probably looking as stupid as I felt.

Killing them instantly. I ran through the forest until I got to the clearing where my father’s mansion was and he was definitely waiting for us. Ethan and his warriors were behind me and the whole mansion was surrounded by warriors. I saw my father standing inside through one of the windows and I crouched down growling. I saw his warriors backing off and even dad looked surprised by Nova. The last time he saw her, she was slightly bigger than him. He obviously wasn’t expecting her to grow any more than that.

Alicia fell to the side and held onto her cheek still not daring to look anyone in the eyes. "You bitch. What have you done?" Alice motions to Khan with her hand. Khan crouched down and held a pistol out to Erik to take. "Show me you can keep your word and shoot her in front of me! You can't be trusted to handle such a trivial matter." Alice said as she leaned forward, Erik glanced first at the gun and then at his daughter. “Erik no… please! Don’t you dare kill our daughter!” “SHUT UP, SHUT UP! Don’t you see what she has done? She doomed our whole family!”

“That’s the storage room. Why would you pick that? Choose another.” “I’m used to small rooms. They make me feel safer.” My tone carried a hint of self-mockery. After a sigh, they agreed. Just like that, they agreed to let their biological daughter, who had been missing for ten years, live in the storage room. Leila, their fake daughter, returned right on cue. She ran upstairs and looked visibly surprised when she saw me in the storage room. I glanced at her, calm and composed. She thought I didn’t know her little schemes—that she had deliberately placed a panda plush in her room to lure me into choosing it.

What more did she want from me? My father, Brian Larson, sat by the side of the bed and sighed. "We spoiled her too much. I knew we shouldn't have kept her from the beginning. The fortune teller said that only Summer would bring us luck and that Sienna would only cause us misfortunes. If we had abandoned or killed her when she was born, things would've been much easier. My father's expression was so murderous that I truly believed that if I were there next to him, he would have choked me to death.

' The newspaper's headline screamed, [Silverbay tsunami claims thousands, leaves nearly a hundred children orphaned. I laid them out in front of Evelyn. "You're not my flesh and blood. I adopted you after the tsunami. The 'father' who died too soon? That was a story I made up. I was scared that knowing you were an orphan would break your heart and make you feel alienated." Evelyn's look went from puzzled to shocked, and then to utterly devastated. "You... What are you talking about? How can I not be your daughter? That's impossible!"

Her arm wrapped around me, palm gently patting my back — the same gesture she'd used when I first learned what our family truly was. "My daughter," she murmured, her voice calm and composed, "she didn't take anything that was truly yours." I shook my head. "You don't understand—" "She took nothing," she repeated firmly. "You are still Nancy DeLuca — the sole heir to this empire. No one — not that ungrateful foster child, not those blind fools — can take away the power in your blood or the dominion that awaits you." Her words didn't chase away the chill in my heart, but they steadied my pulse.

Demons from Dominion’s realm poured into mortal avenues, while terrified citizens stumbled into volcanic caverns that shouldn’t exist. The realms were becoming one world. Adrien’s voice cracked with dread. “If she seals the fusion… there won’t be two worlds left. There’ll only be hers.” Sera clutched Liora tighter, desperate tears streaking her ash-stained face. She shook her daughter, her voice raw, screaming over the cacophony. “Liora, fight! Please, fight him! You’re stronger than this!” For one heartbeat, gold light flickered in her daughter’s eyes. And then Dominion smiled through her lips and spread her arms wide, her small voice ringing with godhood.