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Chapter Fourteen — Shattered Allegiances

作者: Chelsea
last update publish date: 2026-06-18 19:46:08

Gunfire tore through the grand hall like thunder. Bullets ricocheted off marble columns and crystal chandeliers, sending shards raining down like deadly confetti. I was shoved behind Matteo’s broad back, his body a living shield even as fresh blood soaked through his makeshift bandages. My heart hammered so violently I could barely breathe. Priya—*my Priya*—stood across the chaos with her gun trained on me, tears streaming down her face but her hand steady.

“Alex, please!” she shouted over the
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