Chapter 51. Pain.Mimi and I stepped closer as he read the message.“Our scouts just spotted Billy. He’s holed up in an old warehouse outside the city.”My jaw tightened. “Then that’s where we start.”A dangerous gleam flickered in Mimi’s eyes. “And Linda?”Victor scrolled. “No sign of her yet. But she won’t be far.”I inhaled, steadying the fire burning in my veins. “Then we hunt.”Mimi grinned. “Now we’re talking.”Victor chuckled. “Looks like we’ve got a long night ahead.”I glanced between them, my most trusted people, the ones who had held the clan together in my absence.This wasn’t just about revenge.This was about making sure they never threatened my people again.I pushed away from the desk, grabbing my weapons.“Let’s move.”—The warehouse loomed ahead, its rusted exterior blending into the darkness. We moved in silence, our steps careful and controlled. The air was thick with tension, the kind that slithered under your skin and coiled tight around your chest.We were read
Chapter 52 DylanThe night air was thick with the scent of gasoline, sharp and clinging to my clothes. The old warehouse stood before me, its rusted metal frame barely holding together. A perfect place for rats to hide.I moved through the shadows, silent and swift. The intel had been clear—this was where they were keeping him. The man who had stolen from us, who thought he could disappear without consequences. But when I searched every inch of the building, I found nothing.Except her.Curled up in the corner of a filthy room, unconscious, blood drying on the side of her face. I crouched down, studying her. She was young, too young to be part of this mess, but the bruises on her arms and the torn state of her clothes told me she had been here for a while.And she wasn’t alone.Footsteps echoed from the hallway outside. Low voices, casual, unaware of what was coming. I pulled my knife free, standing slowly. The first man stepped through the doorway, barely registering me before my bla
Chapter 53 – MiaThe morning sun filtered through the large windows, casting a soft glow over my room. The scent of fresh linen and the faint traces of antiseptic still clung to the air, a reminder of how close I had come to death. But that was the past. My body was healing, my strength returning. Now, there was only one thing left to do—find out who poisoned me and make them pay.I sat up, ignoring the slight pull in my muscles. Mimi had done a good job keeping me in bed these past few days, but I wasn’t fragile. I never had been. I wasn’t about to sit around while my enemies plotted their next move.The Vagaz twins.Their names sat bitter on my tongue. If they weren’t behind this, I’d cut off my own hand. They had the most to gain from taking me out, and even if they hadn’t personally poured the poison into my drink, I knew they were involved.I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, testing my weight as I stood. My balance was steady. My vision was clear. I was ready.Mimi wouldn’
Chapter 54 – Denial The training room was silent except for the rhythmic sound of my fists hitting the heavy bag. Each strike sent a sharp jolt through my arms, the impact echoing through the empty space. Sweat dripped down my temple, but I barely noticed. My breathing was steady, my focus razor-sharp.It had been three weeks since Mia left the clan. Three weeks since things settled, since the tension hanging over the estate had started to ease. My hand had healed completely—not that it had ever been a real concern. A minor injury, nothing more. The kind of pain I could ignore.Unlike the other weight that had been pressing on my mind.I tightened my stance and threw another punch, harder this time. The bag jolted violently, the chains above groaning from the force.I wasn’t restless.I wasn’t overthinking.I wasn’t—“You’re going to tear the bag off the ceiling if you keep that up.”I exhaled sharply, lowering my fists. Turning my head slightly, I saw Sarah standing near the entranc
Chapter 55: Unyielding.The training grounds echoed with the sharp sound of my fists slamming into the padded post, each impact sending a dull ache up my arms. Sweat dripped down my temple, soaking into my shirt, but I barely noticed. My breath came in steady, controlled exhales, my focus narrowing to the rhythm of my strikes.Left hook. Right jab. Pivot. Strike.Again.And again.I didn’t stop. Not when my knuckles throbbed. Not when my muscles burned with exhaustion. Not when my vision blurred at the edges from the sheer intensity of my training.I had to be faster. Stronger. Unstoppable.The sweat dripping down my back was proof of how far I had come since I left Dylan’s clan. My body had fully healed. The wounds, the bruises, the fatigue—gone. But I wasn’t just recovered. I was better. Stronger than before.Because I refused to be weak.Weakness had nearly killed me once. It had nearly cost me everything.And I wouldn’t make that mistake again.I shifted my stance, rolling my shou
Chapter 56. Hopefully, this ends soon.“Not if we hit them hard enough,” Mimi added. “We’ll have to move fast. We can’t let them get away again.”I ran a hand through my hair, ignoring the twinge of tension in my neck. “We don’t have enough people for a full-on assault. We need to get in, do the damage, and get out. Quick and clean.”Victor crossed his arms, studying me. “You think Dylan will help?”I clenched my jaw. “I’m not asking for his help.”Mimi’s eyes flicked to mine, and for a moment, she was quiet, then she nodded. “Fine. We can do this ourselves. But we’ll need full cooperation. No room for mistakes this time.”I felt my heartbeat pick up. This was it. This was the moment where we either succeeded or failed. No more second-guessing.I looked at the map again. “Here,” I said, pointing to a spot on the edge of the district. “We’ll set up our perimeter here. I want a team on the north and south sides to block any exits. Mimi, you’ll handle the ground team. Victor, you’re with
OChapter 57: Who did this to you? 29Betrayal had a scent.It clung to the air, thick and suffocating, long before you knew its source. And tonight, it reeked.I stood at the head of the war table, hands planted on the rough wood, staring at the mess in front of me. Scattered maps, overturned chairs, the aftermath of a meeting that had gone to hell. Liam paced the length of the room, jaw clenched, while the others lingered near the edges, quiet and tense.We had been exposed.Every detail of our planned ambush—every route, every fallback position, every goddamn move—had been fed to the rival clan. They were waiting for us when we hit their territory, weapons drawn, like they had rehearsed our attack a hundred times over.It wasn’t just a setback. It was a death sentence. We lost men. Good men. And someone had put them on the ground.“We’re not leaving this room until we figure out who did it.” My voice was ice, and the room responded with silence.No one moved. No one breathed too lo
Chapter 59: Twenty-Four Hours EarlierThe air in the war room was thick with tension. Maps, plans, and weapons were spread across the table in front of me, each detail meticulously marked, each decision weighted with the gravity of what we were about to do.Victor leaned against the far wall, flipping a knife between his fingers with practiced ease. Mimi stood by the table, her expression unreadable as she scanned the maps again, her eyes flicking over the marked territories, the planned attack routes, the locations of key targets.The Vagaz twins were dangerous, unpredictable, and utterly ruthless. We had waited for the right moment, biding our time, gathering information, and now it was time to strike.A soft knock at the door broke through the tension, and without waiting for permission, one of the clan members stepped in—Kara, one of our most trusted scouts.“Everything’s set,” she said, her voice sharp, urgent. “The twins are at the rendezvous point. We can hit them now, while th
Chapter 78: Ashes and AscensionDawn painted the sky in muted shades of gold and gray, casting a solemn glow over the ruined docks. The scent of blood and gunpowder clung to the air, mingling with the salty breeze from the sea. The battle was over, but the weight of it lingered. Bodies lay motionless across the cracked concrete, a stark reminder of the price we had paid.Celeste had surrendered. Her once fierce eyes were hollow now, devoid of the fire that had driven her. She had dropped her weapon without a word, letting it clatter against the debris-strewn ground. I had given her a choice—to live, to face the consequences of her actions, to see if redemption was even possible. Yet as she sat slumped against the cold metal of a shipping container, I wondered if she had already accepted her fate.Dylan and Liam moved with quiet efficiency, securing what was left of Celeste’s forces. The chaos had faded into an eerie silence, broken only by the murmurs of survivors and the distant cras
Chapter 77: The Last ReckoningDawn’s first light glimmered on the horizon, its red and gold hues cutting through the lingering darkness of the docks. The cacophony of battle had subsided to a simmering murmur as smoke curled upward from the debris. I stood amid the ruins, every breath heavy with the weight of what had transpired and what was yet to come. Celeste was cornered. We had reached the climax of our war, and in that raw, suspended moment, I knew that destiny was within my grasp.I stepped forward slowly, the gravel crunching underfoot, each step echoing like the beat of a war drum. Around me, the battered forms of our foes lay scattered, and the acrid tang of spent gunpowder filled the air. Every piece of shattered metal, every scar etched into the concrete, bore silent witness to the blood that had been shed in our struggle for freedom.Celeste remained at the far end of the open space, her back pressed against a rusted container. Her eyes, wild and unyielding, were fixed
Chapter 76: The Dawn of ReckoningThe passage was dimly lit, the only light coming from scattered emergency bulbs and the occasional flicker of neon from a distant bar. Here, the air was thick with dust and the bitter tang of oil, but it was our only sanctuary.In the cramped space, I could hear our attackers reorganizing outside. My heart pounded in my chest as I looked at Mimi’s determined face. “We’re almost there,” I murmured, though every second felt like an eternity. The passage led to a side alley that opened up near the docks—a perfect spot to intercept Celeste before she could vanish into the maze.Emerging from the passage, we found ourselves at a crossroads of shadows and harsh light. The docks were spread out before us like an industrial battlefield: towering cranes, rusted cargo containers, and winding pathways that formed a network of escape routes for the desperate. I signaled for silence, and for a moment, everything was eerily still. Then, the enemy burst in from the
Chapter 75: Reckoning in BloodCeleste’s breath came in sharp, shallow gasps. Dylan’s grip on her wrist was iron, unyielding, and for the first time, I saw something resembling fear flash across her face. It was quick—so quick that if I hadn’t been watching her so closely, I might have missed it. But it was there. And that meant she knew she was cornered.I stepped forward, ignoring the way my own pulse pounded like war drums in my ears. My hands curled into fists at my sides. “Tell us who you’re working with, Celeste.”She scoffed, shaking her head with a forced smirk. “You think I’m just going to hand you a name? Just like that?”Dylan’s fingers flexed around her wrist, and she winced. “You don’t have a choice.”A beat of silence stretched between us. Then, with a quiet laugh that lacked any real amusement, Celeste lifted her chin. “You think I’m the only one who’s been playing a game here? You have no idea what’s coming.”My stomach twisted. The way she said it sent ice down my spi
Chapter 74: Regaining ControlI paced the small, cold prison cell, trying to keep my mind calm, but it was hard. Every inch of me was screaming with frustration and confusion. How had things gone so wrong so quickly? Celeste—always so calculating, so manipulative—had taken control, and now we were the ones paying the price.I could feel the bitterness between Celeste and me simmering beneath the surface, like it always did. I hated her, and she hated me. It wasn’t just personal; it was power. She wanted to take over, wanted to take what was mine, and now she was using me as a pawn in her game.Mimi sat on the edge of the cot, her eyes red from crying earlier, but she was trying to hold it together. I could see the fear in her eyes, but she wasn’t saying anything, just silently pleading for something to change. I felt helpless, completely trapped by a situation I had no control over.Then, the door creaked open, and I immediately stiffened, ready for whatever Celeste or one of her lack
Chapter 73: Surprise Lam walked alongside, who was chatting as always, our footsteps quiet on the forest path as we made our way back to the clan's estate. The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm orange glow over the trees. We'd finished our mission a day earlier than planned, and I couldn't wait to return to the clan and share the news. The weight of the artifact in my pack was a constant reminder of our success.As we emerged from the forest, the estate came into view. Something felt off, though. The village seemed...different. The usual bustle of activity was missing, and an eerie silence hung in the air.My eyes narrowed as I scanned the woods around us. Maybe we were being followed and didn't notice or the clan had been under attack while we were away. "What's going on?" Liam asked, his voice low and cautious.I shook my head. " Don't know." We quickened our pace, our senses on high alert. As we entered the villa, I noticed that the guards were standing at attention, thei
Chapter 72: You're a Problem (Part 2)I didn't lower the knife.Jared's pale green eyes gleamed through the crack in the door, sharp and assessing. The kind of gaze that made your skin itch—like he was peeling back layers you didn't even know you had, searching for cracks to dig into.The kind of man who could tear you apart without ever lifting a finger.Too bad I'd been torn apart long before I ever stepped foot in this place."You always sneak into girls' rooms at night?" I whispered, keeping my voice steady.His mouth curved behind the black mask, slow and lazy."Only the ones worth watching."I squeezed the knife tighter, the rusty handle biting into my palm. He was trying to rattle me—poke at the edges until I slipped up.He'd have to try harder."You came to flirt or deliver a message?"Jared leaned a little closer, the faint scent of smoke and cold metal clinging to him."Both."His gaze flicked behind me—just for a second—to where Mimi slept, curled up on the thin mattress. M
Chapter 71: You're a problem.I didn't answer right away.My fingers gripped the windowsill tighter, the cold wood biting into my palms. The night air carried the faint scent of pine and damp earth—clean, untouched. A stark contrast to the rot crawling beneath the surface of this place.Tell him?The secret buried so deep inside me that I could barely breathe around it some nights.If Dylan knew what I was hiding... what we were hiding...He'd never let us leave.I glanced back at Mimi, her wide brown eyes reflecting the faint moonlight. She was waiting—patient in that quiet, heartbreaking way she always was. Like she'd already made peace with whatever answer I gave.But she shouldn't have to."Not yet." My voice was steady, even though my pulse hammered in my throat. "Not until I know he'll keep his end of the deal."Mimi's small face twisted, like she wanted to argue but didn't quite know how.Smart girl.I turned back to the window, eyes scanning the shadows stretched across the co
Chapter 70: Silent PactsThe faint blue light from the laptop screen flickered across my face, casting shadows along the cracked walls of my room. Mimi sat beside me, legs crossed, clutching the edge of her oversized sweater like it would somehow shield her from the conversation we were about to have.Victor's face appeared on the screen, his dark eyes heavy with exhaustion. The scar running down his temple looked deeper under the dim lighting—like the weight of the clan had carved itself into his skin."Mia." His gruff voice filled the small space. "Mimi.""Victor." I nodded, keeping my expression neutral.Mimi mumbled a small greeting, eyes flicking between the screen and her fingers knotted together on her lap.I leaned forward, elbows resting on my knees."How is everyone?"The silence that followed was answer enough.Victor's jaw tightened, his gaze dropping for half a second before he forced himself to meet my eyes again."Not good."I swallowed hard.I already knew that. I just