Ana's heart hurt. She once truly liked Lilith. She admired her grace, her strength, and how she carried herself. She thought Lilith would be a good wife for her son.
But everything changed after one phone call.
The Master of their family, a wise man who could see things others couldn't had warned her. He said Lilith was dangerous. That her spirit was too dark. That she would bring harm to her son.
Ana had seen the signs.
Her son had more accidents, more brushes with death. Since Lilith came into his life, his luck had turned bad.
No mother could ignore that.
She forced herself to stay calm.
"You're not leaving?" Alexander asked, his voice sharper now, the patience in his tone slipping fast. His chest rose a little quicker, and his gaze finally snapped toward Ana.
"Where is Lilith?" he asked again, this time with urgency in his voice. Ana's expression stiffened. Her smile faded.
