Bonds

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.

that mirrored the spreading pool beneath the man’s body. A guttural growl ripped from his throat, a sound primal and terrifying. “Get him out of my sight!” he commanded, his voice a low rumble that vibrated

figures materialized from the shadows, their faces obscured by the gloom. Without a word, they grabbed the now lifeless

first reaction. But as I huddled in my makeshift hiding place, a strange calmness washed over me.

raw anger, echoed as he addressed someone unseen. “Where is

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 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

what awaited me when My father’s voice boomed once more, “Find him!” But they did. Training, Moulding. Shaping me into a reflection of

melt back into the shadows, a new conversation snagged my

my m

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cheeks stood in front of me. I hadn’t even realized when she walked up to me, “I