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Chapter 51 : The Tyrant's Fall from Grace

*Kael*

I never imagined I would feel pity for the tyrant who killed my family and destroyed my city.

I viewed the Beast of the West on a bloody, cracked pedestal surrounded by the bodies of hundreds of innocents, laughing as he basked in his own strength. He was always perfect: tanned muscle, neat hair, intelligent but cruel eyes—just a calculating monster who never misstepped in his conquering.

But now, the pedestal had cracked in half, and Connor Herrick was falling from grace.

I had been terrified of having my throat slit after he somehow managed to ambush me in that small dwelling. I was so shamefully stunned that I did what he'd asked: call Gemma. Lure her straight to him. If I was terrified for my own life, it was nothing compared to what I felt for Gemma. I'd lost and found her already. I couldn't lose her again.

I'd done what he asked me to do not for him but for my own selfish reasons. I'd wanted to see her one more time before he killed me.

Now, I felt no fear
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