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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Five

Lilith's POV

I storm from the house in a fit of pure rage as I think about the disappointment of not being able to pry my daughter's very soul from that of the wolf that will ruin her life.

I find a hanging swing bolted to a tree not far into the tree cover, so I sit on it.

And as soon as I do, a vision comes unbidden to my life.

Theseus is working in a small workshop, sawing down a tree to make the very seat I'm sitting on. His craftsmanship is fine to the detail as he cuts and sands the seat to perfection.

It takes him days to make the seat and only seconds to hang it out here, and Celeste is watching along with a small child in her arms.

Perhaps that was me before they decided to rid me down to Earth to live a life of service to Celeste's demands.

I shake the vision, hating that it came of its own accord and I had no choice of experiencing it.

As if fate or whoever sent me the imagery wanted me to see another side of Theseus and Celeste.

I frown down at the very grass at my feet as
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