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His fingers moved before his brain caught up, dialing a number he hadn't called in three years. It rang. Once. Twice. A click. "Hello?" A woman's voice. Sleepy. Wary. The sound of her made something in his chest rupture. "Lila." Silence. A beat. Two. He could hear her breathing. "This is Aurelia. You have the wrong number." The line went dead. Lucian stared at the phone in his hand. The rain kept falling. The study stayed dark. The cracked desk held its new scar. *She changed her name.*

He would find the Key to Renewal, restore Luna's light, and ensure that their love would prevail, even in the darkest of times. With Luna's lifeless body cradled in his arms, Jaxon stood up, his gaze set on the horizon. A new chapter awaited, filled with trials, sacrifice, and the possibility of redemption. The Key of Renewal held the answers, and Jaxon was prepared to do whatever it took to unlock its secrets. took a deep breath, steeling himself for the path ahead. The weight of his loss hung heavy upon him, but he refused to let despair consume him. Luna's voice echoed in his mind, urging him to press on, to seek the Key of Renewal.

“I need to know what is going on with Lucia. I am worried sick. I might lose my mind if I don’t hear from her soon. Tell me, please.” Beth let out a loud sigh, and I could see sympathy dance in the pools of her eyes as she looked at me. I honestly couldn’t blame her. I was a frazzled mess because of Lucia, and I knew it. “I’m not supposed to tell you this, but Lucia left the country.” She said, and my brain went blank instantly.

“She knew about me… all along?” Lucia nodded. “She didn’t want to scare you. Or worse, put you in danger. So she watched. And waited.” “Where is she now?” Nathaniel asked again, voice firmer. “She’s in Prague,” Lucia said. “But… she left a message for Grace.” From a drawer, Lucia pulled out a USB drive. Grace took it like it was made of glass. The Message Back at their hotel suite, Grace inserted the drive into her laptop. A video file opened.

“Why not tell us the truth?” “Because they were watching!” Lucia’s voice soared, panic flaring in her eyes. “They were always watching. If I tried to inform you, they would have killed everyone.” The fire crackled, casting flickering shadows over the clearing. I felt Ava’s palm on my arm, a gentle warning to be calm. “So what now?” I asked, my voice low. “What do you want us to do?” Lucia met my gaze, her eyes vacant. “Help me end this. Help me get my family back.”

And not some mere mortal. Lucia was lying flat on her bed, despite not eating dinner, she has grown thin and she wanes from worries day by day. Tired from parking she saw a shadow cast upon her as she raised her head to her right, she snapped immediately and from what was in the woman's eyes, tonight is going to be excruciatingly long, She raised her hands folded alongside the sharp object she yielded and turn the bed shredded. By now Lucia had rolled down the bed falling onto the floor, the darkness that was illuminated by the moon helped Lucia as she gaped her mouth with her hand looking for an escape route.

“Hmmm,” The call ended. “Lucia. Are you in?,” “Yes, come in,” Lucien entered my room. “Hey,” “Hi,” He walked to my bed and hugged me. “You have been moody, are you okay,” he asked. “I am fine…,” “You are not telling the truth…Lucia,” he said. “It is nothing..,” “Nova is being dragged into Stella's scandal, the media are wondering who her mother really is,” he said. “God…,” I said. It is not going like I had planned.

“Stay away from Lucia.” Her lips parted as if to reply— “Hunter.” Lucia’s voice cut through the air and I turned immediately. She stood at the end of the hallway, arms crossed and eyes sharp like she was annoyed. There was something else too, something darker. “You’re late,” she remarked pointedly. “We had plans.” Juliana glanced between us, something unreadable crossing her face. I walked past Juliana without another word and stopped in front of Lucia. “Yeah,” I said quietly. “Let’s go.”

She whipped her head around the direction of the wind when a large growl beamed near her as a large white and grey coloured wolf engulfed her head, tearing it apart and snatching her soul from its temporary host. "Mother! " Lucia screamed as she woke up abruptly from a profound dream. She was profusely sweating and panting. She held her head as a sharp pain passed her head. She trotted towards her study table grabbing her memoir, shuffling through the pages to find a paper that was half burnt and damaged over time.

Lucia’s hands had moved from where they previously were and her eyes had started to flutter open. Good, she was waking up.