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she asked, her voice barely audible above the thrum of anticipation that swirled within her. "Here," Cassandra said, running her fingers along a row of books before selecting a particularly worn volume. She placed it gently in Lyra's hands, its pages crackling with an energy that seemed to hum in tune with her own heartbeat. "This tome will introduce you to the various beings that share our world, both seen and unseen." As Lyra opened the book, she was met with intricate illustrations of creatures she had only ever glimpsed in her wildest dreams: winged serpents that coiled around celestial bodies, ethereal spirits cloaked in veils of shimmering starlight, and many more beyond her imaginatio

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'' asked Hans while treating her wounds because she had calmed down. ''I'm Lila... I'm 10 years old. I'm from the Fox Clan, a village in the north of the Lion Kingdom.'' ''How did you get kidnapped by the Hyenas?'' asked Halvir. ''I don't know,'' answered Lila sobbing, ''They entered the village and then entered my house at the end of the village.'' ''What about your guardian?'' asked Halvir again. ''I don't know...'' answered Lila while shaking her head, ''All I know is that they were injured quite badly, even Father died to protect me... Hik hik hik...'' explained Lila while sobbing, remembering her father.

I pushed it while and stepped in with Daniel tailing l behind me. The first place my gaze landed on was Lila. Lila lay on the bed, her eyes shut and her body still. Without being told what had happened, one would think that Lila was just taking a nap. She looked peaceful like she wasn't being affected by anything. By the foot of her bed adjusting the duvet. I walked over to her side, reached out and grabbed her wrist and then I saw it…. Firstly her skin was so hot like a volcano itself and then I saw them up. A star-like mark glowed red.

“If I can find her notes or the real recipe, I can fake it perfectly.” When the residence grew quiet, Lila slipped inside through a side entrance. She moved silently toward Elara’s room, heart racing. She searched desperately through drawers and shelves, finding nothing useful just a perfectly arranged room. In anger, she kicked a small table, knocking over a vase. “Where are her notes? She must have hidden them somewhere!” As she turned to leave, she noticed something interesting on the floor a small, folded piece of parchment that had fallen from Elara’s bag. She picked it up and smiled darkly.

"Where is Lila? She needs to leave with us in twenty minutes." Lila said nothing. She went down the back staircase... the staff entrance, the one that let out beside the kitchen garden, the one she had used for the first time eight months ago when she'd understood that the only way to keep both lives intact was to learn every exit in a building before you needed one. Through the side door into the cooling evening. The taxi was two streets away, already waiting.

I couldn't even say anything. "I grew up in hell," Lila continued, her voice matter-of-fact despite the horror of what she was describing. "I was trained to kill from the time I could hold a weapon. I became very good at it. Too good. I needed to see our father destroyed. I needed to see Nikolas beg for his life so I joined Solomon’s gang. Became his personal and trusted assassin." She chuckled. “And when he told me he was on a mission to eliminate Nikolas Orlov, I became interested and volunteered to take him down. But that night, at the orphanage, seeing him broken didn't make me feel any better.” "I forgive you," I said quickly, tears starting to stream down my face. "None of that was you

“The curse. The White Wolf discovered it. And she took it straight to their herbalist. They know.” The wineglass shattered in Lila’s grip. She stood slowly, dangerously quiet. Her aura pulsed. Zara turned, face paling slightly. “What now?” Lila’s voice was like venom. “So... the little bitch sniffed it out.” Her shadows stirred, coiling and writhing behind her. She moved to the window, looking out at the blood-red moon. “Then let her know what real darkness looks like.” She turned to the spy, her voice a command. “Send a message to Ella. Let her read it in blood.”

Yolanda rocked him absently, her bloodied hand leaving streaks on his blanket. The shift was jarring. One second, she'd been a monster. The next, a mother. “Clarice took her!” Lila sobbed. “But I don’t know where! She didn’t trust me!” Yolanda knelt. “You’re lying.” “I’m not!” “she never told me!” Lila gagged. “The—the temple! West of the palace!” Yolanda slammed her head against the floor. “That’s your first lie.” Lila tried to crawl away. Yolanda stepped on her ankle. A wet crunch. Lila screamed.

Chapter Four: Something Woke Up Lyla’s POV “Lyla.” Someone was shaking me. “Lyla, you’re sweating. Are you okay?” My eyes shot open. I sat up, breathing fast. My hands felt hot—burning, almost. “What the hell?” I mumbled and looked down. My fingers were glowing. Not like fire—but soft, golden light, pulsing beneath my skin. “Rina…” I whispered. She was sitting cross-legged on her bed, scrolling through her tablet, one hand halfway into a cereal box.