Chapter 466\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Riley hadn\u2019t truly fallen asleep.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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She quietly slipped out from beneath the covers, her bare feet making no sound against the wooden floor. Crossing the dimly lit bedroom, she approached the window and drew the curtain open just enough to peer into the storm-lashed courtyard below.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Outside, Kael Vale was pacing and shouting like a rogue wolf driven mad by grief and rage. His eyes burned gold beneath the rain, his face contorted with fury and desperation as he snarled up at the manor.\u00a0<\/p>\n
By his side, Theo stood in silence, rain dripping from his cloak, jaw set in frustration.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Riley\u2019s expression remained utterly cold. Her gaze was like frost in the dead of winter-sharp, silent, merciless.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She knew exactly why Kael had come.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Not for her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Never for her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He was here for Scarlett-his precious adopted sister, the one who had spent the last five years feeding off Riley\u2019s suffering. The one rotting in the dungeons now.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Looking at the fire blazing in Kael\u2019s eyes, Riley could almost taste his panic. No doubt he feared Scarlett was suffering. Perhaps even\u2026 being punished.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The corner of her mouth curled upward-not with warmth, but with quiet mockery. It was a smile devoid of softness, like moonlight on a frozen lake: beautiful, distant, and utterly\u00a0<\/p>\n
untouchable.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kael Vale hadn\u2019t see Riley, he still stood drenched at the wrought-iron gates, his expression twisted with fury. Every flash of lightning painted his features in stark relief-wild, desperate, unhinged. Rain streamed down his face, mingling with sweat and the blood from a shallow cut above his brow, where he\u2019d punched the iron gate in rage.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The front doors of the estate groaned open. Lucien Duskgrave stepped into the storm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rain lashed at his broad shoulders, soaking through his black shirt, making it cling to his muscular frame. Water traced the ridges of his back, sliding down like rivers over carved stone. His silver-ringed irises glowed faintly under the lightning-calm, lethal.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Kael\u2019s wolf stirred restlessly beneath his skin. His Alpha aura surged in a burst of rage. \u201cYou bastard,\u201d he snarled, voice cracking. \u201cGive Riley back to me. You don\u2019t deserve to be anywhere near her!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He charged like a mad bull, fury fueling every stride. His fist flew toward Lucien\u2019s face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lucien didn\u2019t flinch. His arm shot up, blocking the blow with effortless precision. Rainwater rolled off his forearm, glinting over the taut lines of muscle and veins.\u00a0<\/p>\n
From the second-story window, Riley watched the clash, even though she couldn\u2019t hear what they were saying, her knuckles white as she clutched the edge of the curtains. Her heart pounded as Kael lunged again-only for Lucien to twist his body with predatory grace, landing a punishing side kick that sent Kael sprawling across the muddy gravel.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t deserve to call yourself her brother,\u201d Lucien said coldly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kael staggered to his feet, lips curled in a snarl. \u201cAnd you do?\u201d he spat. \u201cYou\u2019re no better. You know her body can\u2019t handle intimacy-she\u2019s weak, she\u2019s fragile-and yet you\u2026 you still touched her.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lucien\u2019s gaze turned to ice, his presence crackling with dangerous stillness. Rain slid over the hard angles of his face, making his already-chiseled features sharper. He looked like a storm incarnate-beautiful, merciless.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s deaf, Kael. Her leg is shattered. Her kidney\u2019s gone.\u201d His voice was quiet, but it hit like thunder. \u201cAnd you dare talk to me about cruelty?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kael froze.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lucien turned without another word, disappearing into the manor, leaving Kael rooted in place like he\u2019d been struck by a bolt of lightning.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kael\u2019s lips parted, trembling. \u201cDeaf\u2026?\u201d he repeated hoarsely. \u201cWhat did you say?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Lucien was already gone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kael\u2019s knees gave out beneath him, his body collapsing into the mud. His hands trembled. \u201cNo\u2026 no, that\u2019s not possible. She\u2019s not\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
But the signs had been there-the way she never flinched at his shouts, the way she always watched lips, the absence of response even when he screamed her name.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The truth hit him like a tidal wave, dragging his pride and denial into the abyss. Rain pelted his face, but it couldn\u2019t hide the tears that now streamed from his eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He clawed his way upright, shoving off the helping hand of Theo. His eyes locked on the darkened window above-on the silhouette barely visible through the curtains.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cRiley,\u201d he rasped. \u201cI\u2019m sorry. I didn\u2019t know-I didn\u2019t see-I didn\u2019t\u2026\u201d His voice cracked, broken beyond recognition.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m so sorry!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lightning streaked overhead again as Kael dropped to his knees with a wet, sickening thud in the mud. The storm didn\u2019t relent-it screamed with him, as if nature itself had turned its fury on his guilt.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wind lashed his face. Rain mixed with blood as he lowered his head and slammed his forehead to the earth.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Thick red welts rose beneath his hairline. His vision blurred, but he didn\u2019t stop.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe can\u2019t hear you,\u201d Theo said quietly, shielding his eyes against the rain.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe can see me!\u201d Kael howled, voice fraying at the edges. \u201cShe can see what I\u2019m doing, and that\u2019s all I have left!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Thunder swallowed the sound of his anguish.\u00a0<\/p>\n
On the second floor, Riley stood silently, her expression unreadable as she gazed down at the man who had once sworn to protect her. There was no triumph in her eyes. No pity. Just an icy stillness\u2026 and a wound that went far deeper than sound could reach.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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