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

inside, neither he nor Vorath were as calm as they pretended to

up through the

was almost impossible that His Majesty hadnt sensed all this supernatural power

wondered if the Specter

never been a time when that being intervened in the

resentment and his own

he changed his mind? What if he decided

promises of that journal felt like a utopian

died without even

lifting Lavinia

leather satchelshe couldnt afford to lose it after all

house, they heard the hurried footsteps of Tomas and Aldos

household staff to retire early, aware that tonight would involve a

from how they all looked, his only focus was getting

the women,

a

when she heard that Lavinia had vanished from the castle right under her nose, to such a dangerous placeher

saved

for her, we would

Katherine pressed a trembling hand to her ---- forehead,

call her by name as

pack members now

help as she nearly collapsed, dizziness blurring her

"I've got her.

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