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Chapter Sixty Three- The Blackthorn Syndicate 11 (Selene’s POV)

Author: Loud Ink
last update publish date: 2026-08-20 20:00:07

“With his looks,maybe.” He shrugged with his plastered lazy smile, “but I doubt that would do the trick.”

“Hey! You do realize I'm realize I'm still here right?”

I laughed, “don't be such a baby Theo. Remind me again what these men did in the fortress, I want to fuel my anger.”

He creased his eyebrow, “why? That sounds so strange.”

“But I brought a reason, and it's tangible.”

“Alright then,” he shrugged and began filling me in.

Kael laughed, “one would see this level of seriousness and th
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