"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FUCKING MIND?!"
The Scribe Virgin barely managed not to flinch at the shout of anger. She wasn't surprised, she had expected this kind of reaction.
Lilith was furious, eyes flashing red, she leaned down putting her face into the goddess's. "When, and if, I choose to mate it will be with a male that I have chosen myself. I will not let you tell me what I can or cannot do. I am not like the king, I do not serve you, I never have."
That had the Scribe Virgin's eyes narrowing, "Of course not," she ground out through tight lips. "You serve no one, you believe yourself to be superior to all others."
Her niece ignored that and continued, "I will fight, I have for thousands of years and I won't stop just because I have children. If anything, that will only make me want to fight even more in order to make this world safe for my child to grow up in. You have kids, Annalise, wouldn't you have wanted them to grow up without worries?"
The goddess didn't answer, probably thinking about how her son, Vishious, had grown up. In hell.
"The race you created is in serious trouble, Annalise," Lilith said gravely. Their eyes met, "You need me in this war. Do you really think the Brotherhood can defeat the Omega all by themselves?"
"They have the Destrohyer," the goddess put in. "He is the key to winning the war."
"And you also have me," Lilith shot back. She held up a slender hand and before the Sribe Virgin's eyes the hand started to glow blue, the light growing so bright she had to cover her eyes. "Remember, Annalise? I have some of the Omega in me as well, I am exactly like the Destrohyer only much, much more powerful."
The glow vanished and Lilith lowered her hand. She sneered down at her aunt, "As I said, I will fight."
"Indeed," the Sribe Virgin had not been aware of the extent of Lilith's powers. The fact that she could take the part of the Omega out of one of his lesser minions was a major weapon against her brother. Lifting her head, she nodded at her niece, "Then fight you will, Lilith. Help the race, help them thrive."
Turning away, Lilith stalked towards the door of the sanctuary, but before leaving she glanced back one more time at the Scribe Virgin, "I plan to, Annalise. I plan to do just that."
And then she was gone.
Lilth stood on top of the roof of the nightclub The Iron Mask, ignoring the pulsating beats of music vibrating the ground she stood on.
It was time. She felt the needing rising within her, using her mental powers she had managed to subdue it until she felt the need to release it.
The male she'd been monitoring was inside of the club with his friends. All she had to due was lure him outside somehow and the rest would follow.
She'd been watching this particular male for months, even before she'd realized her needing was approaching she'd been drawn to him. At first it was just to his appearance, the male was indeed attractive, but as she continued to watch him she saw so much more to him than what was visible on the outside.
He was complex and intriguing, like a puzzle. She saw the loyalty to his friends and the lusting after human females plainly enough, but every so often something dark would flash in his eyes.
She wanted to know what dark things lied in his past. And she didn't know why.
Lilith didn't quite remember the exact moment she realized she was going to use the male for her needing. It seemed as though there were no other options, her body longed for his even now.
Longed for his blood as well.
He'd seen her, once or twice in the club while she'd been watching him. His eyes had met hers on more than one occasion and the heat in his gaze had excited her. He'd tried to find her, to fuck her no doubt like he did with the other numerous human females at the club.
Lilith was having none of that, she wouldn't be just another conquest, she wasn't sure why, but she wanted to leave an impression in this particular male's mind.
Like he belonged to her.
She growled at that, she didn't want ties to this male, any male for that matter. She'd learned long ago that you she could trust no one with what she was, for who she was.
That was why after the next few days, she would completely disappear from this male's life. Never to see him again after she used him.
Why did a part of her mourn at the thought?
The sudden appearance of her prey, jerked her out of her thoughts. He stood outside of the club, seeming as though he was just out for some air.
Now was her chance, she couldn't let him go back into the club with his friends. It had to be now.
She whipped out her cell phone and texted her second in command a short message: Going to be unreachable for a few days. You're in charge. She hit send and pocketed the phone.
Lilith launched herself off the roof, landing on the ground silently as a cat. Looking around she decided this was the perfect spot to set her plan into action.
Jogging to the end of the alley, she poked her head around the corner making sure her target was still there.
Her eyes drank in the site of him. Muscular and in leather, two of her favorite things.
Ducking back into the alley, Lilith released the mental hold she'd had on her needing cravings. The pain and heat that coursed through her nearly had her on her knees, but she managed to stay upright.
She smiled despite the pain, the plan was in motion.