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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIVE
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DARIUS★★☆★★The whole damn situation was a nightmare. A complete and utter nightmare. There I was, huddled in the woods like some kind of fugitive, with Sylas, Dawson, and a few of our best fighters. We’ve set up a makeshift camp, a pathetic excuse for a base of operations, while my Emmeline is trapped in my own damn house, thanks to that snake Kaelen.Dawson, bless his loyal heart, had spread out a map of the Estate on a fallen log. It was covered in all sorts of markings—known entrances, patrol routes, even some hidden pathways I hadn’t even known existed. The guy was a bloody genius when it came to this kind of stuff.“Alright, Darius,” Dawson said, his voice low and serious, “storming the front gates is out of the question. It’ll be a bloodbath. Kaelen’s got his men everywhere, thick as thieves. We don’t even know if Emmeline is safe. We can’t risk a direct assault without knowing her location and the layout inside.”I swear, I felt my blood boil. Not safe? My Emmeline? And my ba
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KAELEN’S POV☆☆☆☆▪♧♧♧♧The mahogany table in the Estate’s meeting room gleamed under the dim chandelier light, reflecting the tense faces of the men gathered around it. I had tightened my grip on the Estate, replacing Darius’s loyalists with men I could trust. There were a few whispers of dissent, rumblings of discontent, and they needed to be crushed swiftly and decisively.I sat at the head of the long table, my gaze sweeping over the faces of my so-called allies. They looked at me, some with a semblance of respect, others with a flicker of doubt in their eyes. It was the doubt I needed to squash.“Darius,” I began, my voice calm, even, “ruled this Estate like it was his personal playground. Like we were his toys to command. He made decisions without consulting anyone, as if his word was law, and ours meant nothing. Did he ever once consider us, the strength of this territory, in his decisions?”A murmur rippled through the room. Good. They were listening, their resentment simmering
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DARIUS’ POV☆☆☆☆☆☆I crept through the hidden tunnel, my heart pounding like a war drum, flanked by two of Sylas’s men who owed me more than a few favors. The passage was damp and dark, and every sound echoed in my ears as if warning me of what lay ahead. I had to be silent, every step measured, every breath controlled. My mind raced with thoughts of betrayal and impending danger.That snake. Kaelen. I’d been so blind. He wasn’t just some ordinary beta, no way. He had power, real power, and plans I never saw coming. He played me, the bastard. Pretended to be nothing, just another face in the crowd, while he was plotting, waiting for his chance to stab me in the back. And he took it. He actually did it.Now, his presence corrupted the estate like a cancer.I could see that changes had been made. The familiar architecture was still there, but it was overrun by new guards and unfamiliar symbols. It was clear that Kaelen had strong allies, ones I never expected him to have. I scanned the
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DARIUS’S POV☆☆☆☆☆☆☆“Darius?” She whispered, her voice filled with disbelief.“Emmeline,” I breathed, my heart aching at the sight of her. She looked pale and thinner. Her eyes, usually so bright and full of life, were clouded with fear.“How… how did you get here?” she asked, taking a step towards me.“Who's there!?”A guard appeared in the doorway before I could respond, his eyes widening in alarm. I could see his eyes narrow as he reached for his weapon.“Intruder!” he yelled, raising his weapon.“Get behind me, Emmeline!” I shouted, pushing her back.The guard lunged, and I met him head-on. He was strong, but I was fueled by adrenaline and pure, unadulterated rage. We exchanged a few brutal blows. I blocked his punch and drove my fist into his gut. He doubled over, groaning. I didn’t wait—I kicked him in the side, sending him sprawling to the ground, his weapon clattering away.But the noise had attracted attention. I could hear more guards approaching, their heavy footsteps poun
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EMMELINE’S POV☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆His roar shook the very air around me. I flinched, squeezing my eyes shut as the sound bounced off the walls of this… this prison. Vases shattered against the wall, the heavy wooden chair he’d been sitting on splintered into pieces as he hurled it across the room. I flinched with every crash, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. Darius’s failed rescue attempt had lit a fire in him that I hadn’t seen before, a wild, uncontrollable rage that was now directed squarely at me, even though I hadn't done a damn thing.“You stupid girl!” he bellowed, his voice thick with fury. I didn’t dare open my eyes. I just curled in on myself, wishing I could disappear, become invisible.His footsteps came closer, heavy and menacing. I could feel his presence looming over me. “Look at me!” he snarled, and I finally forced my eyes open. His face was contorted with rage, his eyes blazing with a dangerous light.“That… that idiot!” He yelled, and another crash fo
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EMMELINE♣︎♣︎♣︎♧♣︎♣︎♣︎Ugh, these silver robes felt like they weighed a ton. Every step they made me take felt like dragging myself through thick mud. Weak and tired didn’t even begin to cover it. I was running on fumes, and those fumes were mostly made of sheer stubbornness and the tiny spark of hope that Darius would somehow, someway, find me.They shoved me into this room in the Estate that Kaelen had turned into his creepy ritual chamber. Firelight danced on the walls, making everything look all shadowy and ominous. And there he was, Kaelen, standing there like he owned the damn place, waiting for me. My stomach churned. I tried to keep my face blank, to not let him see how terrified I was, but it was hard. There were other men in the room with him, big and burly, and their presence just amplified the fear that was already clawing at my throat.Kaelen looked at me, a smug look on his face that made my blood boil despite my exhaustion.. “See? I told you she’d come willingly.” He sm
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EMMELINE’S POV♣︎♣︎♣︎♣︎♣︎♧♣︎♣︎♣︎♣︎♣︎My heart leaped into my throat the second I saw the crimson stain blooming on Darius’s side. “No!” The word ripped from me, a raw, desperate sound. I wanted to run to him, to shield him, to somehow make the blood disappear, but his hand shot out, a silent command. “Stay back, Emmeline,” he grunted, his voice tight with pain.Stay back? How could I? He was bleeding, for goodness sake! My vision swam with unshed tears, and a cold dread coiled in my stomach. And then I saw him – Kaelen. That smug, hateful smile stretched across his face as he took slow, deliberate steps towards Darius. The sight of him, so pleased with himself, made my blood boil despite the terror gripping me.Darius, as stubborn as always, straightened up, his hand pressed against his bleeding side. He swayed a little, and my breath hitched. “You’ll die here, Darius,” Kaelen sneered, his voice laced with satisfaction. Then, he lunged.It happened so fast. One moment Kaelen was stand
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