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Chapter 53

-Alex's POV-

Eight years old.

That was the first time the crimson color of blood stained my world. It wasn't a scrape from a fall, a burst lip from a careless tumble. No, this blood flowed freely, painting a gruesome scene etched forever in my memory.

win I wasn't supposed to see it. Tucked away in a forgotten corner of my father's study, hidden amongst towering bookshelves and leather-bound tomes, I became an unwilling witness. The man on the floor wasn't fighting back. There was no struggle, no desperate pleas for mercy. Just a look of utter defeat etched on his face, his eyes wide and vacant, staring sightlessly into the distance.

heaving, claws dripping with a crimson stain that mirrored the spreading pool beneath the man's body. A guttural growl ripped from his

the gloom. Without a word, they grabbed the now lifeless body.

hiding place, a strange calmness washed over me. Curiosity, perhaps, or maybe

still laced with raw anger, echoed as he addressed someone unseen.

keep your friends close and my enemies closer. Damon Thome was a man I considered my enemy right from the moment he laid his hand on her. I almost smiled at just remembering my mother's eyes. The color of a deep sapphire lake, held a warmth my father never possessed. I always wanted her to

h his thunderous command failed to elicit a flinch. I knew what awaited me when My father's voice boomed once more, "Find him!" But they did. Training, Moulding. Shaping me into a reflection of his own monstrous being. Anything but that. I was never going to be like him. 1 would

melt back into the shadows, a new conversation

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Chapter 53

up her cheeks stood in front of me. I hadn't even realized when she walked up to me, "I

a loop, replaying that day all over in my head. We walked in silence but as we passed by a narrow

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