Chapter 93

• “You really think they’ll leave us alone now?” Grayson’s voice was low, tinged with a frustration that mirrored my own. The room was quiet, the aftermath of Victor’s last-minute disappearance hanging like a thick fog over us.
• I sat at the large wooden table in the middle of the room, the weight of everything pressing down on me. Kade stood by the window, his posture tense, every muscle in his body coiled like a spring waiting to snap. And me? I didn’t know what to feel anymore. Victory? Relief? Or was it just the calm before the next storm?
• “I don’t know,” I answered honestly, glancing at them both. “But we have to be ready.”