Chapter 811

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WAR IS MY HOPE NARRATOR Lavinia, unconscious in Elliots arms, now in his human form, and Katherine, also clinging to the werewolfs chestboth kneeling.

Wounded and beyond exhaustion, but alive.

Very much alive.

Under the rain, Katherine met her man's blue eyes, and they melted into a desperate embrace, before she showered frantic kisses on their daughters forehead.

Thats when she noticed the pendant resting against the childs chest.

They had a rough idea nowthis was magic.

Lavinias magic had saved them.

A transmigration spell.

Lavinia was special, just like Bella.

Katherine had never been the heir to that unique magic, as everyone had believed.

It was her daughter.

Kaths tears mixed with the rain.

"Its over now, love.

tried to

neither he nor Vorath were as calm as they

looked up through the

Majesty hadnt sensed all this supernatural power clashing in

wondered if the Specter King

never been a time when that being intervened in

merely existed, suspended in resentment and his

his mind? What if he decided they were a threat

of that journal

had almost died without even

Lavinia

satchelshe couldnt afford to lose it after all

soon as they stepped into the house, they heard the hurried footsteps of Tomas

retire early, aware

didnt stopaside from how they all looked, his only

to calm the women, asking

draping a shawl

Lavinia had vanished from the castle right under her nose, to such a dangerous

Lavinia saved our

for her, we would have

trembling hand

call her

pack members now

lady!" The other women rushed to help as she nearly collapsed, dizziness

"I've got her.

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