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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.

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

word, they grabbed the now lifeless body. the

calmness washed over me. Curiosity, perhaps, or maybe a sense of detachment

laced with raw anger, echoed as he addressed someone unseen. "Where is

Not here, hidden in this dusty corner, the musty scent of old paper the only witness to my presence. It might be considered stupid hiding from the person who I didn't want to find me but right under his nose but even at my age, I understood the term, keep your friends close and my enemies closer. Damon Thome was a man I considered my enemy

a reflection of his own monstrous being. Anything but that. I was never going to be like him. 1 would be just like her. So

shadows, a new conversation snagged my attention, anchoring

my m

Chapter 53

a dazzling smile and a blush creeping up her cheeks stood in front of

my head. We walked in silence but as we passed by a narrow corridor, I

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