Jace, shoving me into the backseat of his car after school, his voice low: “Keep your eyes down, Aurora. Don’t look at them.”
I’d been too confused to ask who “them” was.
Matteo, once disappearing for two whole days.
When he returned, there was red smeared along his collar. I’d asked about it, half–asleep at the
kitchen table. He’d smiled, ruffled my hair, and said, “Some idiot just spilled his drink on me.”
Andrei, slamming a folder shut the moment I entered the room. I remembered how his hand.
hovered near something small and black at his side before he realized it was me.
Nico constantly screaming to everyone else about how I won’t survive in “their world.”
That I’m a weak link.
Their world.
This can’t be their world.
My breath stutters. My stomach twists violently, bille rising in my throat.
Kira grins like a predator watching prey bleed. “Oh poor little princess. You really are clueless.”
“They’re not,” I whisper, tears burning hot in my eyes. “They can’t…”
Her laughter is sharp and low.
“Seriously? You’re chained in a fucking basement because of them. You were kidnapped for what they are. What more proof does your clueless little brain need?”
“They… they’re just-” My voice falters. The excuses die in my throat.
Just brothers. Just protective. Just secretive.Lies.
All of it.
Kira leans in close, her shadow swallowing me.
“You think good men come home with broken knuckles and knives in their boots? You think brothers who love you whisper behind your back when they think you’re asleep?”
“I-“My chest caves, sobs racking me. “I don’t know–I don’t-”
“Stop lying!” she spits, the venom in her voice making me flinch. “Face it. They’ve always been
killers. And you were too fucking blind to see it.”
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Chapter 124
Jace, shoving me into the backseat of his car after school, his voice low: “Keep your eyes down,
Aurora. Don’t look at them.”
I’d been too confused to ask who “them” was.
Matteo, once disappearing for two whole days.
When he returned, there was red smeared along his collar. I’d asked about it, half–asleep at the
kitchen table. He’d smiled, ruffled my hair, and said, “Some idiot just spilled his drink on me.”
Andrei, slamming a folder shut the moment I entered the room. I remembered how his hand
hovered near something small and black at his side before he realized it was me.
Nico constantly screaming to everyone else about how I won’t survive in “their world.”
That I’m a weak link.
Their world.
This can’t be their world.
My breath stutters. My stomach twists violently, bille rising in my throat.
Kira grins like a predator watching prey bleed. “Oh, poor little princess. You really are clueless.”
“They’re not,” I whisper, tears burning hot in my eyes. “They can’t…”
Her laughter is sharp and low.
“Seriously? You’re chained in a fucking basement because of them. You were kidnapped for what they are. What more proof does your clueless little brain need?”
“They… they’re just—” My voice falters. The excuses die in my throat.
Just brothers. Just protective. Just secretive.Lies.
All of it.
Kira leans in close, her shadow swallowing me.
“You think good men come home with broken knuckles and knives in their boots? You think brothers who love you whisper behind your back when they think you’re asleep?”
“I-” My chest caves, sobs racking me. “I don’t know–I don’t-”
“Stop lying!” she spits, the venom in her voice making me flinch. “Face it. They’ve always been. killers. And you were too fucking blind to see it.”
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The chains rattle as I twist, my wrists tearing open further.
Blood smears across the iron, slick and hot.

“Stop!” I scream, my throat tearing raw, my whole body trembling. “Stop it! Stop!”


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