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Chapter One Hundred and Four

Ten Years Ago

Damian's POV

Lilith loves running through the grass.

She holds her hands out beside her as she lets the long tendrils brush her palms. I think she enjoys the sensation of the grass blades, but I cannot be totally sure because she is rather stoic with her emotions.

She's nine now, and tonight we will be visiting the witch's hut out in the wooded area on the east-facing borders where I allow the coven to live.

Her wolf is waking up, and I need to prevent her from coming forward for a bit longer.

Lilith is destined for many things, including living a gifted life, but I need her under my control, under Onyx's control, so that he doesn't kill her during a raging fit when she inevitably finds her mate.

I had hoped that it might have been me, that the weird sense of belonging whenever I am around would have been because of a mate bond, but she is not my mate... I killed me, mate.

I am hoping her mate doesn't live here in this pack. It would be unlikely, considering she doesn't
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