Chapter 8— Lilith POV
"We've met before. I remember your face," he said. "Five years ago, at a music concert."
I blinked, cracking my brain for recognition. "I've been to countless music concerts. I must be really famous."
"At this particular music concert, you pretended to be the singer. You enchanted the crowd with your attractive voice, and afterwards, you and your sister slaughtered hundreds of werewolves," he explained. "This happened a few years ago."
I smirked as realization kicked in. "Took me long enough for recognition to click."
Maverick stared at us with furrowed brows.
"You were the Lycan that fought with me. I would have killed you."
"I don't think I've seen any hunter as powerful as you," he said with a warm smile. "I was captivated."
"My pleasure." I took a seat, noticing how Maverick's eyes hardened as he looked between the both of us. I ignored him, taking a spoonful of the food inside my mouth.
"What are you doing here with my brother?"
