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Chapter 28 – Echoes of Power
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The Ruthless Elite Chapter 29: Veil of Deception
"They’re coming," Aria whispered, pressing her back against the cold brick wall.Damien’s eyes narrowed. "How many?""More than we can hold off if they hit us all at once," Cassian interjected, checking the barricades hastily erected in the warehouse. "Aurelia’s operatives are fast. She’s been tracking us since the Council hearing."Aria swallowed hard, her hands trembling slightly as she clutched the black file of evidence. "We need a plan. If we don’t strike first, we’re dead."Damien stepped closer, his voice low but resolute. "Then we strike. But smart. They think they can outmaneuver us, but we know their secrets now. Every move they make is predictable."Seraphina Caldwell’s eyes flashed with determination. "We’ve gathered the hybrids. Some are willing to fight; others are hesitant. But together, they could tip the scales."Aria nodded, determination hardening her features. "Then we unite them. No more hiding. No more waiting. It’s time to take the fight to them."Malric Dorne’s
The Ruthless Elite Chapter 28 – Echoes of Power
The Council Chamber was colder than Aria remembered. Not from the temperature—it was always chilled—but from the way the room seemed to reject her presence. Stone walls rose high and silent, lined with ancestral banners from each family of the Elite. Behind the semicircular dais stood the Twelve: the ruling heads of the Blood Empire, cloaked in shadow and sanctimony.Damien stood beside her, tall and unreadable, but his grip on her arm was firm—protective, or possessive, or both. Aria couldn't tell anymore. The file she carried weighed heavier than its pages should allow. It held secrets meant to stay buried."You come before the Council with accusations," said Councilor Malric, his voice echoing through the chamber. His long silver hair gleamed in the firelight, his robes stitched with runes that pulsed faintly. "Yet your blood is... suspect.""My blood is exactly why you should listen," Aria shot back, lifting her chin. "Because your empire is built on lies. And I am one of them."G
The Ruthless Elite Chapter 27: The Crimson Thread
The mansion was silent, the kind of silence that clung to the walls and crawled beneath the skin. Damien stood at the edge of the Voss estate’s war room, his arms folded tightly across his chest, eyes locked on the sprawling map pinned to the mahogany table. Flames flickered in the hearth behind him, casting shadows over the walls lined with tomes and weapons—ancient tools once used by their bloodline to conquer and destroy. Now, they were symbols of an empire on the brink of implosion.Aria entered quietly, her boots soundless against the polished floor. Her face was pale but set in determination, the weight of what they had discovered still fresh behind her eyes. She carried the black file Damien had given her the night before—evidence of surveillance, of secrets buried in generations of Voss deception.She set it beside him. "I read everything. Twice."Damien didn’t turn. "And?""I’m ready to end this. All of it."Only then did he look at her. A flicker of respect—perhaps awe—passe
The Ruthless Elite Chapter 26: Bloodlines and Betrayal
The snow fell heavier that night, cloaking the city in a hush of white and shadow. Aria stood at the edge of the Voss estate’s terrace, the cold air biting through her coat, but she welcomed the sting—it grounded her, reminded her she was still alive after what had happened at the masquerade. The memory of masked faces, whispered threats, and Damien’s bloody knuckles pulsed in her mind like a second heartbeat.She gripped the marble railing tightly, her eyes sweeping over the snowy grounds where secrets had been buried—literally. Damien hadn’t spoken since they left the ballroom. He’d shut down, gone silent, his jaw clenched with fury and something deeper. Something darker.Behind her, the door creaked open. She didn’t turn around."You shouldn’t be out here," Damien’s voice broke through the frost."Neither should you," she replied, her voice quieter than she meant.He stepped beside her, leaning against the railing, his profile grim and thoughtful. His coat hung open, his shirt stil
The Ruthless Elite Chapter 25: Tangled Loyalties
Rain hammered the blackened streets of Saint Virelle as if the sky itself sought to wash away the blood that had been spilled. Aria Vale stood atop the roof of the abandoned opera house, drenched, her crimson coat clinging to her lithe form. Her gloved fingers curled around the silencer of her pistol, breath rising in steam as she stared into the courtyard below. There, beneath the shattered fountain and broken statues, stood Damien Voss.He had come alone.Again.And still, she didn't know whether that made him brave, foolish, or heartbreakingly loyal.She had expected betrayal. But not the kind that came wrapped in truth.Her earpiece crackled. "Aria," Bear's voice came through, gruff and low. "Are you absolutely sure about this meet? You know what the last drop cost us.""I know," she whispered. Her voice trembled, not from fear—but anticipation. "But this one’s different. It’s not about the empire now. It’s about the truth."
The Ruthless Elite Chapter 24:web Of Masks
The city beneath the Blood Empire’s glittering towers throbbed with secrets, a pulse Aria Vale felt vibrating in her bones. Tonight, the masquerade ball hosted by the House of Solenne was more than a decadent affair; it was a battleground, where whispered allegiances danced alongside orchestral notes and masks did little to hide sharpened intentions.Aria adjusted her mask, the silver filigree catching the glow of a thousand chandeliers. The gown she wore—a sliver of obsidian silk—moved like smoke against her skin. Around her, elites mingled: false laughter, flutes of amber wine, jewels that glinted like promises made and broken.“You’re late,” came a voice from behind her.She didn’t need to turn. Damien Voss's presence always hit her like a blade wrapped in velvet.“And you’re still wearing red,” she replied, glancing over her shoulder.Damien stood tall, commanding, his mask a shadowed thing of black enamel and gold. The red of his cra
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