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Lillian’s POV. “Are you ready, ma’am?” My driver’s voice jolted me back to reality as I fumbled with the door handle. Outside this door was what I’d spent the past five years preparing for. My big reveal to the world as a new woman— not Aaron Moonstone’s mate, not Moonstone Pack’s docile Luna but as Lillian Darkfire, the woman who’s come back for what’s hers. “Of course,” I gave a clipped response. “I’ve spent the past five years dreaming for this moment.”

CHAPTER 127 Lila “What happened?” Dante asked, getting up from his chair, putting his hand against my shoulders. I couldn't even hold myself back from flinching st his touch. “Lucien…” I whispered. “Talk to me, Lila. What happened to Lucien?” I swallowed hard as I tried to push the words out of my mouth. “He was poisoned,” I managed to say. Even the words felt heavy as they rolled off my tongue. Dante pulled me up to my feet. Everything seemed to happen in a blur as he out me in his car, driving me towards the hospital. My hands were curling in my lap. I couldn't even stop my feet from tapping against the floor of the car.

“When I left the dinning hall, I was heading straight to my chambers. But I saw her. Lillian. She was on the balcony. I knew it was a terrible idea, the worst possible timing….but I felt this pull. I needed to apologize for everything—the denial, the pain, the last few weeks of hell. We talked. We….settled things. It was good. It was right. Then Elara showed up, hissing and spitting venom like the snake she is. The moment she heard you all coming, she lunged at me. It was an ambush.” Lucas snorted. “Staged,” he said blankly, like he found the perfect word for the event. “Lillian?” Andre asked, with his voice tight with concern. “Where did she go?” I shook my head, as a fresh wave of agony wa

With those final words hanging in the air, Lillian turned on her heels and walked away, leaving Arnou standing there, breathless and conflicted, he knew he had to make a choice and he needed to make it very soon. The weight of his past mistakes, his current turmoil, and the enigmatic presence of Lillian threatened to engulf him. As the chapter came to an end, uncertainty loomed over his future, a future intertwined with the complexities of loyalty, betrayal, and a bond that seemed to teeter on the edge of destruction.

Scarlet’s heart was boiling in rage as she stepped in behind Easton, her anger worsening when her eyes landed on the culprit. Lillian. She sat in the center of the room, her hands cuffed behind her back, her posture surprisingly calm. Her lips curled into a faint smirk when she saw Scarlet and Easton enter. “She won’t talk,” Andreas said from the doorway. Scarlet’s eyes narrowed, a sharp realization hitting her like a bolt of lightning. Lilian didn't have any reason to do this. It must have been Jade's idea. But the realization did nothing to soothe her boiling heart. She had worked with Easton for two weeks without rest only for someone to come and burn the closing dress?

Lillian wasn’t in the hall when Nyssa had started the conversation with Fabian, she only came in when she noticed the silence in the hall, only to see her brother standing in front of a whole crowd in a night robe. “That lady…” Lucy began, then paused. “What about the lady?” Lillian asked aggressively. Their father had commanded that no one speak of that incident. Lillian wasn’t in the hall that night; she had snuck out, but she was. She saw everything, and she wanted to speak to her sister about it, but the girl was always with her lover, Fabian. So she told no one. “She is… she was… Lucien’s mate” “What?” Lillian asked, completely confused, “No. Sarah is Lucien’s mate.”

And it would not be gentle. Lillian stood and moved to the window, her reflection faint against the glass. For the first time, she did not search it for recognition or doubt. She already knew who she was. Volume Four closed not with resolution, but with certainty. The truth had survived its first contact with the world. And now the world would have to survive what came next.

Seraphina would be revealed for what she really was,corrupt, manipulative, and dangerously shrewd,by Lillian's prepared maneuver. The time had come to defeat her. Damon saw his computer screen flutter from the other side of the building, warning him of the email Lillian had just sent. Even though he had been keeping an eye on the situation at the office all day, he hadn't anticipated it getting out of hand so rapidly. He felt a chilly rush of adrenaline as everything started to come together. Even though he was aware that Lillian had been preparing this, he couldn't help but worry how far she was prepared to go after witnessing it happen in real time.

“Keep your eyes closed, fiorellino. And if I find out you peek, you won’t like what’s coming.” “Yes, sir,” she whimpered, and I noticed the subtle way her thighs pressed together, betraying her arousal. To think Lillian had come to me so innocent, so wide-eyed and untouched by the deeper, darker pleasures of desire—and now, here she was. I had turned her into this insatiable, passionate creature, constantly hungry for more, craving everything I could offer her. And the truth was, we’d barely scratched the surface.

"Look, Lillian I'm sor-" "And you think sorry will make me feel better? Unbelievable." Vincenzo ran a hand through his jet black hair, I fought back the urges to run my hand through his soft hair. That would be awkward. He looked back at me as his gaze softened, tugging at my heartstrings. Stupid heart. "I know sorry wouldn't solve anything but I regret what I did, Lillian. I knew leaving you wasn't the best decision but I had no choice but when I found out you were pregnant, I knew I had to get to you before they did. You are safe here, Lillian. Those people...those people are dangerous, they will hurt you so they can take their revenge on me." He looked at me almost pleadingly.