---- Chapter 7 "Steal her bloodline?" An even greater uproar erupted from the crowd. "What is she talking about?" "How can a bloodline be stolen?" "What does this mean?" Lyla's face turned a deathly white. "W-what are you talking about?" she stammered. " Stealing a bloodline? I don't know what you mean!" ignored her pathetic denial and turned to the stunned Damon. He staggered back, all the color gone from his face. " No... impossible... you were just an outcast..." "An outcast what?" I cut him off. "Finish the sentence. " He opened his mouth, but no words came out. ---- Marcus and the other Alphas looked at each other, fear beginning to creep into their eyes. Moments ago, they were mocking me, cutting me, forcing me to eat dirt. Now they realized they had provoked someone they could never afford to cross. "Scared now?" I slowly descended the steps of the platform. With every step I took, the crowd below took a step back. "You weren't acting like this three days ago." I stopped in front of Lyla. Her legs were trembling, but she was still forcing herself to stand. "Selena, I..." "What did you call me?" "Q-Queen... Your Majesty," she managed to choke out ---- the words. "That's better." I didn't touch her. Instead, I slowly released the power within me. It was the absolute power of the Moon Goddess's bloodline. A silver light radiated from my body, forming an invisible, crushing pressure. Lyla was the first to feel its full force. Her wolf soul was instantly suppressed, and she fell to her knees, unable to resist. But that wasn't all. Her glamour began to peel away like old paint. The facade of beauty melted, revealing brittle hair, sallow skin, and the venom in her eyes that she could no longer hide. "What... what is that?" someone in the crowd gasped.