Ellie Darcey Alden Lily Potter Novels & Stories

"Thank you for calling." She ended the call and stared at her phone for a moment, her knuckles white from gripping it too tightly. "Is everything alright?" I asked, keeping my voice gentle. "That was Clara Wilkins from the Howling Clay Pottery Studio," Olivia explained, her emerald eyes meeting mine briefly. "She said Lily's... Lily's mug is ready for collection." I noticed how her voice trembled when she mentioned her daughter's name. The raw grief was still so fresh. "Would you like me to take you there?" I offered, already signaling to Thomas Griffin to change our route.

Getting audience with Ellie Summers wasn't that difficult. All Lily had to do was call Ellie's office and pretend to be a financier under a different name. After all, Maron was looking to take hold in United States of America so Ellie was in the mood to meet with people who had the money to invest. Since there was no secretary, Lily went straight into the office. And there was her sister in flesh and blood. The same one she had forced David to cast out of the house like a used rag.

“There is someone I want you to start with first. Her name is Lily. Daughter of Alpha Alaric of the Emberfang Pack.” George’s brow lifted. “What do you need?” “I want evidence that she isn't the miss perfect Alpha's daughter she portray herself to be.” “I need something strong enough to break her image. I want her stained.” I narrowed my eyes at him. “You’re not playing nice.” He whistled low. “I’m done playing anything,” I replied. “Alright then. I’ll need some time. I’ll text you a list of what I need.” “I’ll get you everything,” I promised.

As she grappled with these questions, Lily couldn't help but recall the fateful events that had turned her life upside down, forever changing the course of her once promising future. The sudden knock at her door jolted Lily from her thoughts, dragging her back into the present moment. "Yes?" she called out, her voice still tinged with uncertainty. Lily swung the door open, expecting to see a maid, but instead, her eyes fell upon a mischievous smile that belonged to none other than Cherry. Cherry was dressed in a provocative pink short gown, her hair elegantly tied into a ponytail, her face sporting a light layer of makeup that accentuated her youthful, luxurious appearance.

The more she thinks about it, the more she feels that he was actually a stalker. "And how did you know all this?" Ellie asked, but she only heard her sigh before answering. "I am a witch, and I was one of Lady Aurora's maids before she passed away." The lady said, but Ellie was just looking at her as if she were lying, and the lady knew why.

Matt inquired, his gaze shifting towards Lily. George nodded, his voice filled with a mixture of pride and concern. "Yes, Matt. This is Lily," he confirmed. "She joined Moore Enterprises as Blake's secretary after enduring a tumultuous journey, hopping from one establishment to another to escape from Jake's clutches. Greta, once the Dark Forest Pack leader, had recruited Lily, but Jake strongly opposed the idea. He subjected her to bullying and even inflicted a brutal incident that nearly cost Lily her life."

Lily! No! Anthea Morin!

Ellie told her friends “She is here” Gift said “Hattie, the Alpha wants me to bring Lilly downstairs” Gift stood up “I’ll bring her myself” Ellie said standing up too “You are in heat!” Dora pointed out “I am good now, I can handle the pain, I want to leave this chamber, I need some air” Ellie went to get dressed. Her friends know, there was no changing her mind, so they watch her change clothes, apply a little make up and she turned to them for inspection.

Chapter 63 At the Kings official chamber, “Mom, tell me who is that?” came the impatient Lily’s voice. After receiving the water from the queen and gulping it down, Crysta looked at her daughter. “it’s the soul eater, Draco” she said as she inhaled sharply again. “Draco?” Lily asked her mom and as she repeated the name, Melinda trembled in Steve’s arms. Eric’s eyes landed on Steve and Melinda who stood at the corner of the room.

Seeing the madness in Marah’s eyes, Lily closed her own, hiding the overwhelming hatred within. She asked softly, “What is that?” Her voice was barely audible, as if speaking drained all her energy. Marah crouched down in front of her, wearing a twisted smile. To Lily, she looked like a grim reaper. “Something special. It'll make Adela wish she were dead.” Lily’s heart sank. No matter how much she disliked Adela, she wasn’t as deranged as Marah. This woman had lost her mind. When Marah pulled out the powder, Lily had already guessed most of it. Now, seeing her expression, she was certain.