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Chapter 65: The Price of Power
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The Blood Bound Legacy Chapter 66: The Cost of Fear
I could hear my heartbeat in the heavy silence filled with the weight of my words. And no one wanted to be the first to say it because we all knew if they did, there was no turning back. Jameson broke first, rubbing his hand down his face and shaking his head — looking at me like I’d finally lost my mind.“This is insane. Do you hear yourself, Lena? Did you seek to intimidate the supernatural world? Do you even know what that means? What that invite?” His voice was cutting, waves of frustration coming off him.I breathed out, the burden of my decisions hitting me hard in the marrow. “I know perfectly well what it means. It means we are no longer the ones who are running. That we aren’t the ones who look over their shoulders and wonder when it will happen again. It means we are showing we aren’t prey. Not to the Old Ones. Not to the Council. Not to anyone.”Jameson scoffed. “Yeah? And when they all decide that you’re too dangerous to exist? Because that’s exactly what’s going to happen
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The estate had never been so quiet. It wasn’t the soothing hush of rest or the lull before a storm. It was something viscous, something expectant. Each in the hallways was heavier, as though the air fought both ways, unused to making the heavy decisions anymore that each one made decisions.And now I was running out of time to make the right one.Jameson, Soraya, Maxwell — they all looked at me differently now. Some with fear, some with anger, and some with a kind of quiet grief. I didn’t know which was more awful.I hesitated in front of Maxwell’s door, looking at the wood as if it were some kind of barrier I didn’t remember how to cross anymore. We had fought before. We had disagreed. But this? This was different. This was the sound of something unraveling.I didn’t knock. I simply walked in past the door.Maxwell stood at the window, his back to me, bracing his palms on the ledge. Moonlight etched sharp lines along his shoulders, his muscles taut like he was holding himself togethe
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The Forgotten Clans. The exiled. The monsters even the underworld had rejected. They were more than dangerous — they were fickle, broken, held together by little but ancient grudges and fury toward those who had expelled them. And now, I was going to ask them to pick a side.Jameson reclined back in his chair, running a hand down his face as if he could already sense the headache brewing. “You realize that they have every reason to kill us on sight, yes?”Soraya folded her arms and leveled a pointed gaze at me. “They don’t do alliances, Lena. They don’t follow any of each other, or anyone else, for that matter. In such a situation, if you approach them, you’re stepping into a fight before you even say a word.”I met her gaze, steady. “Then I make them listen.”Maxwell, who so far had been disconcertingly quiet, finally broke his silence. His voice was level, but there was an undertone of urgency. “And if they don’t?”I turned to him. “Then we make an example.”His golden gaze pierced
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Lilith’s words in the air were like a guillotine up, ready to fall.Start a war.As if it were that simple. As if I wasn’t already working one.The tension of Maxwell beside me was real and living. He was studied and poised, his golden eyes fixed on mine with some substance too fleshy to name—a warning, a plea, a silent accusation.“You’re sure about this?” His voice was low and cautious, but I knew him too well not to hear the anger underneath.I didn’t hesitate. You know, I don’t really feel we have another choice.”Maxwell let out a deep breath, shaking his head as if it was all too much to comprehend. “There’s always another way you can go. You just don’t want to have on it.”I swallowed hard and tried to steady myself. “And what option is that? Running? Hiding?” I shook my head. “We tried that, Max. It didn’t work.”Maxwell’s jaw clenched. “So now we just start torching everything?”Lilith snickered, partly surprised at the tension but saying nothing, letting the moment stretch b
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