For a long half-minute, his body was rigid as stone.He looked determined to defy my will, as if in the next second he would throw me over his shoulder and fight his way out, ready to take on the entire underworld for me.But in the end, he slowly took a step back.The small distance that opened up between us again was colder than Ashpoint's harshest winter wind."I'll never forgive any of this," he growled, his voice hoarse. "Not the family that sent you here. And not myself for letting it happen.""I know," I answered calmly.Those were the last words I said to him in that abyss.He didn't leave Ashpoint.Not that night. Not for the rest of that year.Everything that happened next was done in the shadows. Not a single car with a Falcone license plate crossed into Ashpoint territory, and no treaties were ever torn up.To the ignorant foot soldiers of the underworld, it was just another internal power struggle within the "Lone Wolf's" family, a rotten core that finally imploded on a ra
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