The end

Alpha Luciano's POV

I sat outside the surgical ward as they took the bullet out of Arabella.

Uncle Tommaso sat next to me and we were silent for a time.

"I'm sorry." He began.

"Me too."

I was sorry about a lot of things.

I was sorry for the way I had treated him, he was my uncle. The man who had raised me. He deserved better.

I was sorry about the way I had treated Arabella in the beginning when she had been as much of a victim as I was. Vitalio Bianchi, may his soul rest in peace had never betrayed my family. Instead, he had been betrayed by his own family.

"I shouldn't have kidnapped her… you were right. Vengeance is a blade that cuts both the wielder and the person who is cut."

I was silent. In my head, I was replaying the scene from earlier on. Seeing Arabella shoot down the man who she had thought to be her father until just seconds ago. I should have felt cheated out of my revenge but I couldn't help but feel like she was the one with a larger claim to it.

I wondered what it w