Lilith pov

“If you can land a hit on me, then, Lilith, you will be our beta.”

That was what he had said. That was what I had heard as I stared at the man before me, eyes wide, breath hitched, my heart pounding so violently it felt like it might burst straight out of my chest.

Silas stood in front of me wearing a smile, one that held no amusement, unlike Claude’s.

No. Silas’s smiles were rare, and when they came, they were cold. Scary. The kind that sent shivers down my ...