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11.The Weight of Truth

ผู้เขียน: Denny Ink
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-01-07 00:00:00

I watched Dominic closely as he spoke, and what I saw in his face made my chest tighten with an emotion I didn’t want to name. His expression was haunted, his eyes seeing things I couldn’t. It was as if he was standing in that moment all over again, trapped in a nightmare that refused to release him. I felt his pain radiating outward like heat from a fire, his helplessness wrapping around us both like a shroud.

“They all just turned on each other,” he continued, his voice barely above a whisper now. “It was bloody. Brutal. And I couldn’t do anything to stop it.” He ran a hand through his hair, the gesture revealing more vulnerability than I’d ever seen from him. “Friends killing friends, allies tearing each other apart. It made no sense. There was no reason, no warning. One moment everything was fine, and the next…

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  • The Mate They Threw Away   19. Uncomfortable Truths

    “It is rather unbearable to contemplate living in conditions like these,” High Chancellor Mason replied, somehow managing to sound both sympathetic and utterly detached. “Surely your time would be better spent in an environment conducive to your important work.”“And whose fault is it that these conditions exist?” I asked pointedly, crossing my arms. “Whose responsibility is it to ensure that every member of Silver Crest has access to basic necessities like food, shelter, and medical care? Because from where I’m standing, the administration has catastrophically failed these people.”Mason looked at me then, really looked at me, and a slow smile spread across his face. It wasn’t a pleasant smile, it was the expression of someone who&rsqu

  • The Mate They Threw Away   18. A Hero’s Burden

    I had become some sort of local hero after my confrontation with Alpha Primus, which was both flattering and deeply uncomfortable. Word had spread through Mountain Back like wildfire, the story growing more embellished with each retelling until I’d supposedly sent five guards flying, quoted an entire legal treatise from memory, and made Kieran himself bow before leaving. The reality had been dramatic enough without the additions, but I understood why people needed the exaggeration. They needed to believe that someone could stand up to power and walk away intact.Children now waved at me shyly from doorways. Adults nodded respectfully as I passed. An elderly woman had pressed a small bundle of dried herbs into my hands that morning, whispering blessings I didn’t feel I deserved. It was overwhelming and humbling all at once.But I knew the uncomfortable truth that these grateful people didn’t understand: Kieran had allowed me to leave. The Continental Law I’d quoted so confidently? It w

  • The Mate They Threw Away   17. Truths and Deceptions

    I had barely settled back into reviewing the reports on my desk when the door opened again, this time with far less drama. Asher glided into the room with his characteristic grace, looking thoroughly amused by something. There was a slight smile playing at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes sparkled with barely contained mirth.“Your uncle seemed a bit upset,” he observed with mock innocence as he moved further into the chamber, his movements fluid and relaxed. “Family quarrel, I presume? Or just the usual power struggles that make our lives so endlessly entertaining?”“I just reminded him of his place in the hierarchy, that’s all,” I replied, setting aside the papers I’d been trying to focus on. They could wait. “So, what elaborate lies

  • The Mate They Threw Away   16. The Power Play

    I liked Mason Stone pissed off. There was something deeply satisfying about watching his carefully constructed composure crack, seeing the veins in his neck pulse with barely contained rage, knowing that I was the one who’d put that furious gleam in his eyes. I loved making him understand that no matter how many clever schemes he concocted, no matter how far ahead he thought he’d moved, ten steps, twenty, a hundred, I was always further ahead. Always fifty steps beyond his reach, watching his machinations like a chess player who’d already seen the endgame.The afternoon sun filtered through the tall windows of the Hall, casting long shadows across the marble floors. Asher had left hours ago for another one of his favorite activities, meetings with our allies where he would spin elaborate webs of half-truths and careful omissions, somehow making everyone believe they were getting exactly what they wanted while giving them nothing at all. Meanwhile, Kieran had departed on what I conside

  • The Mate They Threw Away   15. Lines in the Dirt

    What I saw made my blood run cold.Heavily armed men were moving through the crowd like wolves through sheep. I recognized them immediately, High Guards of the Council, their black uniforms and silver insignias marking them as the elite enforcers of Alpha law. They were violently shoving people out of the way, their weapons raised threateningly. An elderly woman fell to the ground, and they stepped over her without a second glance. A young man tried to help her up and was struck across the face with the butt of a rifle for his trouble.And they were all heading toward my door.Without thinking, without considering the consequences or the danger or how monumentally stupid I was being, I dashed forward to confront the

  • The Mate They Threw Away   14. The Forgotten District

    SAGEThe wretched and broken stayed here. That’s what everyone said about Mountain Back, and they weren’t wrong. This place was home to the lowliest of the low, the forgotten ones, the castoffs, the wolves who didn’t fit into Silver Crest’s pristine vision of itself. Here, crime rates were high enough to make the Council conveniently look the other way. Poverty wasn’t just common; it was the default state of existence. Violence simmered beneath every interaction, ready to boil over at the slightest provocation. This was the most dangerous part of Silver Crest, the shadow that the gleaming halls tried desperately to pretend didn’t exist.Ironically, it was where I felt at home the most.The thought made me laugh bitterly as I walked through streets that seemed even more deteriorated than I remembered. It had changed for the worst since the last time I was here, which felt like a lifetime ago but was only a handful of years. The streets were dirtier now, covered in refuse that no one bo

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