Chapter 25— Lilith POV
She shook her head, staggering backward as she stared at me with that frozen expression. Suddenly, laughter unfurled from my mouth at her response.
"I had my first kill at seven." Her lips parted in shock.
"Would you like to know how?"
She slowly nodded.
"It was during a hunt with my mother centuries ago," I said. "My mother wanted to show me the thrill of hunting and how I could be a powerful hunter. But during the hunt, she got distracted by a wolf, and I was taken away by another."
Her widened eyes slowly returned to normal.
"The Werewolf was an Elder, and when he took me home, he tried to assault me." I spat the last word. The memory alone was disgusting.
"I was small, yet I never forgot the lessons of my mother. When he touched me, I attacked him and killed him with chaos magic. Then I carved his heart from his chest."
"Why would you carve his heart out? Why not just kill him?"
