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Chapter 264 - “Say Her Name”

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Nathaniel’s point of view

Two days.

That’s how long we’ve kept him caged like the animal he truly is.

Rufus hangs suspended in the center of the cabin, wrists bound by enchanted iron chains that burn his skin with every twitch. His mouth is swollen from biting his own tongue, maybe hoping he’ll swallow the truth before we dig it out of him. But I’m patient. I’ve waited years to see him broken.

Isabella stands behind me like a statue, face unreadable, but her trembling fingers betray her. This is the man who once kissed her, who held her as she gave birth to a daughter he later weaponized. The man who convinced her love was real—then drained her like a chalice of power and tossed her aside to die alone.

But now? He’s just a man.

I step into the blood-soaked circle we’ve carved into the floor. “Again,” I say, voice sharp and calm.

Malcolm, to his credit, doesn’t hesitate. His fist cracks across Rufus’s jaw, followed by the snap of bone. Blood spurts from his lips, and for a mome
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