All Chapters of The Vow We Break : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The team had just retreated to their safehouse after the failed mission, and Damon’s mind was reeling. The mission had been a disaster, and the betrayal they’d suffered still stung. He couldn’t shake the feeling that he had failed his team. The pressure was unbearable, but he knew he had to stay strong. Isabella had been injured during the chaos, but her injuries weren’t life-threatening. Damon found himself constantly checking on her, trying to ensure she was okay, though he knew he couldn’t focus on just one member of the team. He had to stay focused on the bigger picture. As he paced around the room, his mind was a whirl of thoughts, frustration boiling over at the thought of the failure. He’d trusted the wrong person, and now everything seemed to be unraveling.Frustration began to leak into the team. Ryan, who had always been the one to lead with a fierce determination, was the most vocal. His anger was palpable, and Damon couldn’t blame him. They had all put so much into this mi

The safehouse was quieter than usual when Damon and the team arrived. There was a stillness in the air, an unsettling silence that made his skin crawl. He walked in first, scanning the room with a practiced eye, looking for anything out of place. The team was exhausted, their bodies bruised and their minds weary from the mission that had just gone awry. They had lost ground, and the enemy knew too much. Damon could feel the pressure weighing on his shoulders, the burden of leading a group that was slowly losing trust in him.Ryan, one of his most trusted members, followed behind, his footsteps heavy. He hadn’t spoken much since the mission ended, and Damon could sense his anger. It wasn’t just from the mission’s failure—it was the beginning of a deeper rift between them. Damon had made decisions on the fly, decisions that had put them all in danger, and Ryan wasn’t the type to let that go.The rest of the team filtered in, each of them looking as if they were ready to collapse, but Da

The team was on edge. Damon could feel it in the air, thick with unspoken words and hidden thoughts. The tension that had been brewing for days now sat like a weight on his chest, suffocating him. He couldn’t escape it. The encrypted communication he had found earlier had been the spark. The letter had confirmed his deepest fear: there was a traitor in their midst. Someone they trusted was feeding information to the enemy.Damon sat in his office, the dim light casting long shadows across the room. His fingers traced the edge of the desk, absently. He couldn’t stop thinking about it. He couldn’t stop thinking about who it might be. His team was everything to him, the people who had been by his side for years, fighting alongside him through thick and thin. How could any of them betray him?The revelation had hit him hard. The betrayal wasn’t just a threat to their mission, but to everything Damon had worked for. They had built something together. A family, in a way. But now, he was que

The night was still, but Damon couldn’t shake the feeling that something had gone horribly wrong. The warehouse stood before him like a hollow shell, the flickering lights casting eerie shadows over the wreckage left behind. His heart pounded in his chest, his mind racing as he replayed the events that had just unfolded. He had been caught off guard, trapped in a web of lies and deceit, and now, the aftermath was impossible to ignore.He had been ambushed. Not by some random group of enemies, but by someone who knew them too well—someone from within his own circle. His instincts screamed that this wasn’t just an attack; it was a betrayal. Damon had seen it before, felt it in the air when the team had acted differently over the last few weeks. But he had pushed those doubts aside. Now, as the echo of gunfire faded into the distance, the truth was staring him in the face.The cryptic message left behind at the scene gnawed at him, its words burned into his mind like a brand: Trust no on

The dim light of the room cast long shadows across the faces of Damon, Sophie, and Ryan as they sat around the table, each lost in their own thoughts. The weight of their situation pressed heavily on Damon’s chest. His mind was a whirlwind of anger, betrayal, and determination. He was consumed with the desire to take down the mastermind who had been pulling the strings behind all of this chaos. But he also knew that the danger they were facing was unlike anything they had ever dealt with before. It wasn’t just a single person; it was a network of powerful individuals who had resources and influence that far exceeded anything Damon could have imagined. This wasn’t a fight for survival anymore—it was a fight for everything he had ever known.Damon glanced across the table at Sophie. Her face was calm, but Damon could see the strain in her eyes. She had always been good at hiding her emotions, but he had known her long enough to read between the lines. The trust he had once placed in her