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Vincent looked at him, “By kidnapping my son, you’ve made the biggest mistake of your life.” “Your love is at my gunpoint, and you are at my men’s target, right now you are under my control, if you do anything, I will fucking kill everyone.” He shouted. Isabella looked at Vincent, "You lied to me and turned me against Isabella, You conspired for her death, while the entire fault was yours. If you do anything to my love and my son, I'll give you a painful death." Vincent shouted. "Shoot him," he ordered his men, "Shoot this fucking' bastard!" But to his shock, none of them moved.

The editing was sharp and made the whole story crystal clear—from the kidnapping to Lyris' betrayal. The entire kingdom knew how the Alphas and Betas of Duskhaven had practically welcomed a snake into their home. Adrian looked like the biggest fool of them all—letting a criminal walk away right under his nose. People in Duskhaven were furious. Many demanded Adrian step down. They said someone that stupid had no right to lead Duskhaven. Adrian watched the video and exploded with rage. He had not believed it at first, but faced with the truth laid bare, he broke.

“I know it’s someone in your inner circle. Someone who’s been feeding Gianni information for months.” My throat tightens, and I can feel my hands quivering at my sides. The room spins slightly as the reality seeps in. A traitor. Someone we’ve trusted. Someone who has been with us all along. The concept makes my skin crawl. Marco draws closer, his voice deadly quiet again. “If you don’t know who it is, then how do you expect us to believe anything you’re saying?” He’s hanging over her now, his presence frightening, but Sofia doesn’t back down.

The blue notebooks stayed open on the middle of the desk, the lines of numbers glowing under the small lamp. I kept my fingers flat against the paper, my chest rising and falling fast as the truth finally broke through my anger. Horton Rowen had never been a traitor to my family. He hadn't sold our routes five years ago. He was just a man caught in a meat grinder, murdered by Dante Moretti to start a fake war that would put the Lionel house in a corner.

Greedy Evils like my father and his minions preying on the weak, starving towns and villages while the rich live lavishly. Yea I don’t think anywhere in the universe we are safe from those type of monsters. I have many truths and they change or rather transform all the time. And the truth here is Peter’s death I’ll never forget but I honestly don’t know what to do with this hunter. I’m not a killer and even pouring that acid on him made me queasy. He didn’t even put up a fight. This isn’t what I expected this confrontation to go down. My gut tells me that he was holding back. Was he trying to see what I’d do? How I fight so when he’s actually ready he knows my moves? “Hey.” he says way too s

Unfortunately for him, honesty had arrived too late. I leaned forward slowly, The chains around his wrists rattled. "You sold information to Blackthorn," It wasn't a question. The spy swallowed, his face went pale instantly. "I made a mistake." I almost laughed, of course you did. A mistake, that was what traitors always called it. They never called it greed or betrayal, it was always mistake they called it. "The convoy route," I continued. "The warehouse location. The names of my operatives." The man's breathing became uneven, "You already know everything."

The pack's attention was undivided, their eyes fixed on her as she began to speak. "We have uncovered the truth about Peter's betrayal," she declared, her voice carrying the weight of authority. "He colluded with rogues, sold our pack for his own gain, and hid behind a facade of loyalty." A murmur of disbelief rippled through the pack, eyes widening with shock and anger. The evidence before them was irrefutable, a damning testament to the depths of Peter's deceit. "He used us, manipulated us for his own gain," Aline continued, her voice unwavering. "But no longer. We will stand united, and we will face him together."

“He was back there and-” “I know. Marcus invited him.” Triston cut me off, “It’s fine. Just don’t ever go near him. Ever again.” I knew the sound of hurt behind the words he said. I understood why. I cheated on him. I hurt him and now, after three years, he was still trying to cope. “I promise you,” my voice was hushed, “Never again.”