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Chapter 229
Chapter 229
-Grayson’s POV-
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The betrayal hadn’t fully sunk in when I first learned the truth about Liam. At the time, I had been too numb, too detached from everything to feel it properly. But standing here now, looking at him–at the man I had once considered a brother- the sting was sharp, cutting through that numbness like a blade to the ribs.
We had grown up together. Fought together. Trusted each other. And yet, all that time, he had harbored a festering hatred beneath the surface.
Liam broke the silence first.
I didn’t expect you to actually survive,” He said, his tone light, but the malice in his eyes unmistakable, “But it doesn’t matter. I can wait a little longer to get the company I deserve.”
1 let his words roll over me, keeping my expression neutral. The thoughtless version of myself–would have reacted. Would have let rage dictate my next move. But now? I had learned control, a different kind of control.
“So what is this?” I asked, tilting my head, “Round two? Or are we on round fifty by now?”
Liam didn’t flinch. He returned my stare with the same emptiness I gave
him.
“I’m here to cut you a deal,” He said, as if it was an act of mercy, “Because I know Elaine will continue to bask in her stupidity and-”
I stepped forward sharply, voice low but lethal, “You keep my cousin’s name out of your mouth, Liam.”
His lips curled into a s
His lips curled into a smirk, “Look at you. Finally embracing family. Good for you.” He let out a breath, shaking his head, “I didn’t come here to have a long conversation. I came to tell you that you’re all going to lose. Whatever little master plan you think you can come up with–it won’t work. Damien has been planning this for twenty–five years. You can’t beat him.”
I didn’t move. I just watched him, waiting for him to get to the point.
And then he did.
“Ava,” He said,“He wants Ava. According to him–and whatever twisted prophecy was started between her ancestors and yours–the full essence in her makes her the most powerful wolf in existence. Even if she doesn’t know how to use it.”
I felt something dark coil in my chest, but I remained silent, forcing him to continue.
“If the essence can be transferred from one vessel to another, then it can be transferred out.” He took a slow step closer, watching me carefully, “That’s the deal I’ve come to offer. I can’t promise all of you will survive this, but if you agree to hand her over, he’ll only take the essence. He’ll leave her and your child alive when he takes over the realm.”
I exhaled slowly, shaking my head, “All that scheming. All that hatred. It really has made you dense.”
Liam’s expression darkened, and he opened his mouth to respond, but I cut him off, my voice like steel.
“You think I don’t know who I am? You think I haven’t been painfully aware of what I’ve done?” I stepped forward, closing the space between us, “My father wanted me made into something ruthless. Something cold and as much as I hated him for him, that was exactly what I became. I lost sight of everything else. I treated the people around me like they didn’t matter, and I didn’t care. I didn’t let myself care. You think I blame you for hating me?” I let out a bitter chuckle, shaking my head, “No, Liam. I don’t.”
A flicker of unease passed through his eyes.
“But the moment you went behind my back?” I continued, my voice dropping lower, “The moment you used Elaine— manipulated her, dragged her into whatever sick little agenda you had?” I shook my head, taking another step forward. “That
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was the moment you sealed your fate.”
Liam’s jaw tensed, but he held his ground.
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“If you wanted to attack me,” I said, my tone deceptively calm, “if you wanted to kill me, you would have done it already. But I see what you are now, Liam. You’re nothing but a glorified messenger.”
His eyes flashed with rage, and in a blink, his claws extended as he lunged for me.
But I was already moving.
With the kind of speed that sent a rush of adrenaline through the air, I sidestepped him easily, my gun already in my hand before he even landed.
The shot rang out before he could react.
Liam staggered, his eyes widening as he clutched his side, falling to his knees. He looked up at me, disbelief flashing across his face.
“Don’t worry,” I murmured, lowering the gun slightly but keeping my finger on the trigger, “You’ll heal.”
He bared his teeth, growling low.
“But when I do kill you,” I added, my tone turning cold, “I will make sure your death is excruciatingly painful for what you did to Elaine.”
And then, with precise aim, I lifted the gun again and fired.
The bullet ripped through his hand, forcing another pained snarl from him.
I could already hear footsteps approaching.
Calmly, I tucked the gun back into my waistband and turned on my heel.
I didn’t bother looking back as I strolled out. I adjusted the cuffs of my shirt, my fingers grazing the still–warm metal of my gun tucked neatly back in place. Liam’s groans of pain echoed faintly behind me, but I didn’t look back.
A sleek black car was waiting at the curb, the driver already standing at attention as I approached. Without a word, I slid into the backseat, the leather cool against my palms as I leaned back, exhaling through my nose. The door shut with a soft click, sealing me off from the outside world.
For a moment, I just sat there. Let the tension roll through me, then slowly forced it away.
Then, with a sigh, I pulled out my phone.
The number was already in my contacts–had been for years, though I had never once used it. My thumb hovered over the call button for a fraction of a second before I pressed it. The line rang twice before a sultry, amused voice came through the other end.
“Well, well,” She purred, a breathy lilt to her tone, “I never thought I’d see the day when Grayson Blackwood would call me.”
I sighed, already regretting this, “Don’t make a big deal out of it, Alessia.”
“Oh, but it is a big deal,” She teased, and I could hear the smirk in her voice. “After all these years, I was starting to think you were avoiding me.”
I didn’t bother responding to that.
Instead, I got straight to the point, “I’m ready to give that exclusive interview.”
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There was a beat of silence. Then, she let out a soft hum, amusement still laced in her voice.
“You’re ready now?” She asked, her interest unmistakable. “Five years later?”
I clenched my jaw, impatience flickering. “Do you want it or not?”
A soft chuckle. “Touchy. You’re lucky I find that whole brooding, mysterious act of yours charming.”
I exhaled sharply, running a hand down my face, “Alessia.”
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