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CHAPTER Twenty six — The Record

Author: Souldraft
last update publish date: 2026-03-19 17:13:38

Damian's POV

We spent three hours at Odette's kitchen table and by the end of the first hour I understood that the woman who had suppressed her bloodline and built a quiet human life and died of cancer without telling her daughter any of this had spent the three years before the fire doing something extraordinary. She had documented everything.

Not just the immediate threats. The entire architecture of what had been built around the Ashmoon clan for decades, the alliances and the interests and
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