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Chapter Thirty-Six: Shadows of Treachery
Author: SG QUINN
last update2025-09-11 19:06:44

The cavern felt colder after Leo’s words, as though the betrayal itself had drained the warmth from the stone. I stood in the silence that followed, my chest tight, my throat raw. Leo had been more than a comrade, he had been my brother in every way that mattered. And now, he had torn that bond apart.

Grace’s hand brushed against my arm, grounding me. Her voice was steady, though I could hear the tremor beneath it.

“Luca… we can’t let this break you. Not now.”

I wanted to laugh at the absurdity of it. Break me? I was already broken. I had trusted Leo with my life more times than I could count. He had bled beside me, feasted with me, whispered secrets in the long nights when the weight of leadership threatened to crush me. And now, he was the knife at my throat.

“I let him in,” I said, my voice rough. “I gave him everything. And he…” My words collapsed under the weight of grief.

Grace didn’t flinch. She stood close, eyes sharp with the steel I’d come to lean on. “That’s exactly why he
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