Chapter 231: The Hunt Begins

Lilia had vanished.

Again.

But this time, Bella wouldn't let her stay hidden.

She and Dante stood at the edge of White Moon's territory, watching the fading tracks in the dirt—the only proof that Lilia had been here.

"She's moving fast," Chase muttered, crouching beside the trail, his fingers brushing over the prints. "Too fast."

Bella exhaled slowly, her golden eyes sharp, calculating.

"She wants us to chase her."

Dante stood beside her, arms crossed, his blue eyes dark.

"Then we chase her."

Bella's stomach twisted.

Because that's what Lilia wanted.

She wanted Bella off balance.

She wanted control.

And for years, Bella had let her have it.

But not anymore.

"We don't just chase her," Bella murmured, glancing at Dante.

"We trap her."

Dante smirked.

"I like the way you think."