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.

over." Elliot tried to console

Vorath were

up through the

that His Majesty hadnt sensed all this supernatural

Elliot wondered if the Specter King simply

never been a time when that being intervened in

existed, suspended in resentment and

by his hatred But what if he changed his mind? What if he decided they were a threat now? Escape? The Duke realized it

journal

without even reaching the critical

Lavinia in a princess

couldnt afford to lose it after

the house, they heard the hurried footsteps of

ordered the household staff to retire early, aware that tonight

from how they all looked, his only focus was

the

arrived, draping a shawl

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

saved our

we would have died

hand to

to call her by

pack members now

to help as

"I've got her.

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