Chapter 111

Isabella — POVThere was blood under my nails.I could still feel the pulse of the man I killed.Still hear the wet snap of bone and blade and the sound his body made when it hit the forest floor. Like a sack of meat dropped from a rooftop.It didn’t shake me.Not the kill.Not the way Asher looked at me after—like maybe he’d forgotten what I was capable of. Like he remembered too well.What did shake me was the moment after.The silence.The way our eyes met.And the flicker of something unspoken, electric and buried, sparking to life between us like a match struck in a room full of gas.I hated it.Because I didn’t know if I wanted to lean into it or set the whole damn thing on fire.I stormed up the stairs the second we returned.Didn’t wait for the post-mortem. Didn’t sit for strategy.I needed distance.I needed space from the heat he left in his wake.I needed to breathe without feeling like he was still standing behind me.Gods, that man…He always knew how to find the bruise I

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Chapter 112

Isabella pov The door clicked shut with a softness that felt like mockery.Like he knew it would haunt me.And gods, it would.I stared at it for longer than I meant to, breath shallow, fingers twitching with the ghost of a touch that never came.Damn him.Damn him for knowing just how to unravel me with silence. With honesty. With the kind of grief that never quite finished dying.I should’ve screamed.Should’ve thrown something. The lamp. The boots. The blade still strapped to my thigh.But I didn’t.I just stood there. Hollow. Breathing like it hurt.Because it did hurt.He was still under my skin—stitched into the scar tissue, bleeding through the cracks I thought I’d sewn shut. I hated him for that. Hated myself more for letting it still matter.Eventually, I moved.I needed to do something before I drowned in memory. Before the ache in my chest turned into something messier than rage.So I turned from the door and yanked the window open, letting the night slap me in the face.C

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Chapter 113

Isabella — POVBy the time I made it to the council chamber, the sunlight was a lie—too soft for the kind of war brewing in my bones.The room was already humming with low voices, whispers too quiet to catch and too intentional to ignore. I took my seat at the head of the long stone table, spine straight, expression unreadable. Corrin stood at my right. Vincenzo at my left.Asher was late.Of course he was.The others watched me—measured, cautious, some of them still wondering why I allowed him back inside the gates in the first place.Let them wonder.Let them choke on it.“Begin,” I said coolly, without waiting.Corrin stepped forward, dropping a scroll on the table. “Our scouts tracked movement beyond the Eastern Ridge. Small company. No colors, no sigils. Likely another cell.”“Same pattern?” I asked.“Same timing. Same tactics. But this time they didn’t attack. Just… waited.”“For what?”No one answered.I didn’t need them to.For someone.The doors creaked open behind me, and I

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Chapter 114

Isabella — POV The keep trembled as the storm bared its teeth. Rain whipped against the glass like it wanted in—like it was just as furious as I was. My boots were soaked before I made it down the corridor, the hem of my coat trailing mud and grief behind me. But I didn’t slow. I didn’t stop. The halls were chaos—warriors scrambling, voices raised, the metallic scent of blood still thick in the air from where Vincenzo had bled. Everyone knew what had happened. Everyone was afraid. Good. Fear meant alertness. Fear meant no more mistakes. I kicked open the war room door. The generals were already gathered. Wet. Armed. Waiting. Corrin followed close behind me, and I didn’t have to say a word. They snapped to attention like I was the thunder outside. “We have a traitor,” I said, my voice sharp enough to bleed. Silence. No one dared move. “No one leaves this, keep. No one sends a raven. Not until I rip the truth from someone’s throat.” One of the younger g

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Chapter 115

Asher — POVOld Watchtower. Midnight.The tower had been abandoned since before I was born. A relic from the border wars, its stones blackened by fire, its bones cracked by time. The perfect place for secrets to fester.And ambushes.I stepped through the rusted gate alone.No weapons.No backup.No good fucking sense.But instinct had never needed permission.The wind cut through the ruins like a blade, moaning low through hollow walls. The moon broke through the clouds just long enough to light the center of the courtyard—and there, tucked in the shadow of the broken altar, stood a figure cloaked in gray.I didn’t move closer. Not yet.“You summoned me,” I said, voice calm but sharp.The figure didn’t flinch. “You came.”Female.Young.Confident.My muscles tensed, every nerve waiting to snap.“Start talking.”She pulled down her hood.And I froze.Because I knew that face.I’d kissed that face.Once.Long ago.“Talya,” I breathed.She smiled like the devil had taught her how.“Miss

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Lahat ng Kabanata ng Stepbrother’s Obsession: Claimed By The Triplet Alphas: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 115

Chapter 111

Chapter 112

Chapter 113

Chapter 114

Chapter 115