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“I was…” He swallowed thickly. “I was betrayed,” the betrayal was still in his voice, raw and visceral. “I was betrayed, poisoned, weakened, and imprisoned. I was sent to the human’s lands, and there magical cuffs were put upon me,” he looked at his wrists as if still seeing those bindings. “Bindings created by a witch, who they continued to torment, seeming determined to torture unto death. I broke free, and took her with me, making her my second child, Meguitte,” his eyes flared red with his rebellion against the humans who had tried and failed to break him, the tension of his confession breaking. “I have always adopted rebels,” Talen’s smile was all teeth. Heath’s lips curled. “I’d believ

"We let him f*ck us, but now we are free." "We're free," another breathed, on the verge of tears. "I betrayed him and escaped too," Bryn said. Everyone looked at Gemma, who stiffened at the attention. But when Raisa gave her hand a squeeze, she said what everyone already knew: "I stabbed him in the spine with a knife. And I'm the reason why we are all fleeing for our lives." Subjectively, it was true. Objectively, Helie believed otherwise. She jerked to her feet and pointed accusingly at Gemma. "You're the reason we're all here, all right!" she announced. "Because what Bly told you is true! You started a revolution!"

Thor looked at David seriously. Judging from his outfit, he appeared to be the son from a affluent family, not someone who would go back on his words. Therefore, he should be serious. In the end, Thor chose to trust David and began to gather people whom Pebbles had stolen from on the trading street. As soon as the people heard that they could get compensated for their stolen things, they rushed to Treasure Pavilion as soon as possible. Everyone was distressed when their treasures were stolen. At the same time, they felt that this little girl had a lot of background and dared not do too much, so they could only hope that one day her family would come to pay back for what she did.

Rosela thought. "He is the only person that can have the mind to do such a thing and for the fact that, Jacob was on his neck for more money" she added. "Such a bastard" Rosela said and went out as people were already in their compound. Dansanisa on the other hand is disturbed on whether the police will eventually finds out the person that actually hired the men to eliminate Seilor. She was scared at this point because it's was her first time of doing such a thing.

He had seen himself as a curse to everyone, way back since that horrible event happened in his past. As he walked, a group of warriors caught his eyes, looking at the rectangular board hanging on the white-painted wall of the building. He noticed some wanted posters posted on it, depicting faces confirmed as criminals. “Look at this…” one warrior said. “It’s them.” “Who?” the other said. “That famous rebel guild I’ve told you before.” “Oh, the forgotten… what’s the name again?” “Forgotten Winter.” “Criminals?” “Uhuh. But some believe they stand with the people. They terrorize the country… assassinating nobles and high executives in the dark…”

Naming felt less like drowning. ‎His lip twitched, almost like a smile, but tighter. “My people. A couple of guys from outside the club I trust. Guy called Taye, he’s owed me a favor since I once bailed him out of a mess with a dealer. He’s clean. No loyalties to Marcus. He’ll help.” ‎ ‎“How many?” ‎ ‎“Enough,” he said. “Not too many. We’re not trying to start a war.” ‎

Both too focused on specific sections of territory. The dying rogue's words echoed through my mind: "He'll come for what was stolen." Laziel saw Rhiannon as property. Something taken from him that he had the right to reclaim. My hands clenched hard enough to crumple the paper. I hadn't stolen her. I'd found her half-dead, broken, and terrified. I'd saved her life. The word "stolen" still needled under my skin like a splinter I couldn't dig out.

No matter the grievance or regret, 30 years had passed. "El, how about we start over? I'll pursue you all over again. I'll treat you like the princess you were born to be. You can name your price—just don't abandon me. Please. El, I promise I've realized my mistake." The guards had to use significant force to subdue Ivor. He was struggling frantically, looking utterly defeated. "Hey, what's going on?" It was then that Jeffrey rushed in. He was hoping to intervene but felt unqualified to speak.

"I was the girl you met that night by the river. I am your mate!" He shakes his head. "Roxy already told me about that night. How she pulled me from the water, how we talked about our dreams." His voice hardens. "She has the necklace to prove it." "She stole it!" I cry. "Miles, look at me. Really look at me. Do you not remember?" The words pour out of me, frantic and raw. "You asked me about my dreams, and I told you I wanted to be a pack doctor, to help people feel hope when they are—"

Jacque Rhodes, the best dad I have ever seen in a very long time, had fallen to the floor, his life slipping before the crowd that would never understand why. Rebel was so shocked and bewildered, broken even, but I did what I had to do to survive, to get my freedom; Killian had ordered the murder of his own father as he assumed command of the organisation. He should be the guilty one and the bad one – not me. I was obeying a command as a soldier, but I could not stay; I had to go. I shoved the rifle into the bag, its cold metal against the fabric like it did not belong there like it was something that had no place in my life any longer. I ran my hands over my face, trying to calm down, but p