gh to accommodate both of you. We'll take care of you, Livia. And I p

e amidst the darkness that surrounded her and her mother's lives. However,

lied softly. "I will discus

inn, she found her mother, Isolde, sitting, arranging clothes with a face t

job?" Isolde asked, trying to hide th

Evelyn, about the offer, about the words of truth that Livia could not forget. I

stared intently at Livia. "Ev

intently, searching for any trace

s if trying to find an answer out there. "I... I don't know, Livia. We did meet a few times. But their relationshi

mething behind her mother's words, something u

a, her face growing tense. "What do you expect from all this, Livia? The truth? But,

n. "Mom, I've had enough of this life. We must seek justice for Father. Evel

mbling with an unstoppable desire. However, Isolde looked

hidden agenda?" her mother's voice suddenly rose, ful

ave no choice. We're cornered. There's no other way. No one is coming to

tears. "I know, Livia. I know you want to uncover the truth.

rned every fibre of her being. The desire to find the truth

out who's responsible for everything." Livia's voice grew louder, more deter

a, you're an adult. If you believe this is the right thing to do, I will support

ction that could not be extinguished. "We'll

dangering Livia by getting further involved in the mystery of Rhysand's death. O

cept Evelyn's offer. But we must remain

be an easy path. But she was sure that, togeth

didn't care. She was ready to face whatever lay ahea

their modest guesthouse, the car driven by Edgar glided

the day, the streets were filled with busy merchants, artists

n skyscrapers, creating a mesmerizing sc

ights cast a glow over the deserted streets, and the sparkling

that lurk in the shadows and werewolf packs that roam the night. Their lives coexist w

audible, replaced by the roar of car engines and the night breeze. L

ith old gothic houses as if the

ceably colder, but there was also something strange here su

didn't care about the feelings that were raging i

but the words seemed to get stuck in her

street. Old trees towered on both sides of the road, their branches filled

lly, their car stopped in front of a towering wrought iron gate. Two stone wolf statues sto

pounce on them at any moment. Edgar pressed a button on the dashboard, and the metal

s a large house with pointed tow

im light, creating long shadows th

feeling a mixture of awe and horror. The house exuded a mysterious aura tha

o get out of the car immediately. Although his smile wa

y stiffen as she stepped out of the car, her heart pounding. The house, which seemed so grand and beaut

door. The large, solid wooden door was decorated with intr

Why did everything seem to be related to that creature? Edgar open

few dim wall lamps. The air inside was cold and humid, mix

loping the house as if every corn

architecture lay forgotten memories, d