Lilith had to afford her enemy’s daughter grudging respect
for her ability to enter a chapel. That
someone descended from her bloodline, no matter how watered down, could
withstand such surroundings spoke volumes about Alex Williams Lasham’s faith. The Segreto bitch had somehow transformed
profane energy into a child who could negate holy power. Lena’s immunity to the sacred frightened
Lilith almost as much as the church itself.
Lilith had withdrawn as much of her consciousness as
possible from Lena while still maintaining contact with the girl’s mind. She had been swept by nausea and pain
nevertheless, and it had taken all her control to hide the agony from the
others in her presence. Finally the
hateful little bitch had left the chapel.
After another five minutes of collecting herself, Lilith felt strong
enough to take center stage before the hearth.
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