CHAPTER 123: TOO FAR GONE

DOMINIC.

Traitors.

Everyone around me are traitors

Even the bastard that I am looking at right now.

The night is thick, heavy dark clouds thanks to the approaching storm.

Angry rolling storms

The sky is a canvas of charcoal, only occasionally pierced by slivers of moonlight that creep through the clouds and thick canopy of tree branches.

Without making a sound, I move after him, like a shadow within shadows with my steps deliberately soft, my breath controlled, blending seamlessly with the rustling of leaves.

I stay a few paces behind him, my eyes locked on him, watching how his posture is stiff and his movements are hurried.

He thinks he is alone.

That he is smart.

He thinks the shadows keep him safe, but he does not understand what it means to truly be a part of them.

Like me.

I am the god in this place.

And nothing can evade me.

My instincts have been screaming at me for weeks now, warning me that something is off with him.

The way he avoids me, the way he keeps challengin