Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Son Of Lilith Fanfiction

I fell heavily to the ground, and my head struck the bedside table with a sharp crack. A wave of intense dizziness washed over me. From the other side of the hospital bed, I could hear them speaking, but their voices were warped and distant, as if they belonged to another world entirely. "Liam, what is wrong with you? How could you push your own mother?" Jonah shouted, raising his hand as though to punish him. Suzanne immediately clung to his arm. "He's just a child, Jonah! Don't you dare!"

Julian pointed at Lilith in disbelief. Fenris glared at Lilith before lowering his head to read the piece of paper. All it took was one glance for his face to turn instantly pale. A painful howl exploded from deep inside his throat. He shifted into a wolf instantly as he lost control of his emotions. He lunged at Lilith and pressed her violently to the ground. "It was you! You killed the child I had with Selene! How dare you try to hide this?" Lilith screamed with fear. "No, listen to me! This is all a misunderstanding! I had no idea that she was preg—urgh!"

I scoffed in disbelief at her patheticness. "Your son is being locked up like an animal, and you call that happiness? Lilith, please! Stop; don't let your pride and hatred for me blind you from seeing the truth staring you in the face. Don't be consumed by your desire for power. Think about what you're doing, because I'm offering you just one last chance to make things right and protect your son. Get down on your knees and beg me for forgiveness before it's too late, or else when the time comes, I won't be sparing your wretched life," I warned, but Lilith simply rolled her eyes, dismissing my words with a flick of her hand. It was evident that reasoning with her was futile.

"You do not want a kiss, how about you get down on all fours, my sweet vixen?" My ears pique in shock. I risk a glance at him and gone is my amused husband, in his place is a part of him I do not recognize. There is something burning in his gaze as he stares at me — lust. I am trembling under his scrutiny. He steps away from me. "I do not like to repeat myself, Lilith so do as I say if you do not want to see what I would do to you for not listening to me." I can take the yelling and the whips anytime, but this? Do I even have a choice now? After all, my Father knew what he was doing when he made me and not Riya the sacrificial lamb.

I pretended as if I didn't see the other figure at the sides. "It is me." The voice I dreaded cut through the air. "Ops." Alexander warned and I turned fully. Lilith stood there, calm and composed, her posture relaxed as if she belonged. "Lilith. What the hell are you doing here?" I could not believe my eyes. She had dared to go to The Great Shifter Academy and take Zarek. "I see. So he is your soft spot." Lilith’s eyes sparkled as she took a slow step closer, her voice smooth and sweet. "Your son is very intelligent. He reminds me of someone." The words carried a veiled threat that made my skin crawl.

After breaking the kiss, Alpha Chul reclined on the bed, his head spinning from the encounter, as he gazed at Lilith dizzily. "So, you're still dreaming. It breaks my heart," Lilith murmured, her eyes filled with sadness as she tenderly stroked his hair. "I'm not dreaming," he replied, gently taking hold of her dislocated wrist and caressing it. "Then, do you recognize me?" she asked calmly, her gaze fixed on him. "Yes. You are Lilith, the eldest daughter of the Claudia family of the frontal pack, endowed with great divine powers. You were running away from the ghost of my mate, and you woke me up," he affirmed, causing her to sit up abruptly, his gaze tracking her movement.

He answered with a brisk, "Yes.” At the other end of the line, a voice spoke, "Francisco, it's me, Lilith." The name resonated with a weight that transcended mere recognition; Lilith was the daughter of the head of the notorious Dragon clan. "Lilith," Francisco acknowledged, his tone tinged with a hint of sarcasm. "How can you remember me?" Francisco chuckled, the sound carrying a wealth of shared memories. Lilith's voice carried a weight of concern as she uttered the words, "My papa's condition is not well. And you also know he trusts you so much."

“We find the witch or… “We kill my son.” Lilah mumbles

Behind her, distant howls rose hunters, traitors, monsters who would steal what was not theirs. "Hold on, my love. Please, just a little farther," the woman whispered, tears mingling with the rain on her cheeks. The little girl whimpered softly, tiny hands clutching at her mother’s cloak. The woman reached a cave, her sanctuary of last hope. She was Lilith, witch of rare power, wife to a wolf duke far from home, and mother to a child both worlds would kill to claim. Their daughter, a hybrid of witch magic and wolf blood, was the key to untold power.