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CHAPTER 60 - Ashes and Allies

Author: Lila Williams
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-28 15:44:36

Victoria's flames consumed everything.

The Debt Collector screamed. His creatures burned. The mansion groaned as fire ate through ancient wood.

"Run!" Damien grabbed Hope and me. Sarah followed. We crashed through a side window as the ceiling collapsed behind us.

Outside, the grounds were a graveyard. Bodies everywhere. Elena's soldiers. The Cascade bikers. The Chen family. All dead.

Victoria stumbled out behind us. The flamethrower empty. Her burned face worse in the firelight. She collapsed.

"Why?" I demanded. "Why save us?"

"Because—" Blood bubbled from her lips. "Because family is all we have. Even if we destroy each other. Even if—" She coughed. "Tell Hope—tell her the Ashfords were not all monsters. Some of us tried—"

She stopped moving.

Damien checked her pulse. Shook his head.

"She is gone."

Sirens approached. Multiple agencies. Fire trucks. Ambulances. And federal vehicles.

Agent Torres arrived first. Saw the carnage. Went pale.

"What happened here?"

"War. And we lost." I hel
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