Casper.

I couldn't sleep all through the night. Anger flooded my veins.

Damn, Lilith!

Who asked her to save me?

Why wasn't she locked up in her room?

Why couldn't she be quiet and obedient like Anna?

I never asked for her pity.

I hated it when someone pitied me. It made me feel weak and useless.

I relished the feeling of fear that men had when I made my presence known to them. I loved the way they trembled before me.

But Lilith was different. One minute, she seemed meek. The next minute, she was roaring like a wild beast, challenging my authority.

It was something no one dared...