Shadows of Betrayal

squinted, trying to figure out who was looming in front of her. And there stood Nico, holding a plate of food l

in, Vixen pressed him. "I need to

his past. His memories flashing across his face. When he spoke, his voice was tight

"Blood?" Her curiosity

s replaying a horror show in his head. "I watched

nhaled sharply. "

usual guardedness, "I was a little six, just a kid. My in

ndure something so horrific. She longed to off

id gently. "If you

his eyes. Yet she saw the faintest

day vividly, the scent of lilies in the air," he kept going, a touch of bitterness in his voice. "It was the same fragranc

ng to enjoy the great outdoors. But little did I know, I had a front-row seat to the horror show. He thought I couldn't

o's question hung in the air, pleading for answers that never show

he fear in her eyes, the desperate plea for mercy that fell on deaf ears." He clenched his fists,

such cruelty. "That's beyond words, Nico. I can'

his voice filled with determination. "My father's sins won't escape the lights. His empire, his powe

of its remaining dim light as he stripped away layers of deep-seat

tensity of his emotions. "I get it," she whispered, her voice a mix of

ewing within. "Do you know," he stated once again, his voice trembling and his

ower and greed," he practically spat out. "It soils our souls. It’s not just about my mom biting the dust," he admitted, his voic

. Suddenly, Nico’s expression softened, a spark of understa

r hung in the air, a shaky alliance against the big bad villains who wrecked their lives. "I know your story

ey seemed to get along without needing a translator. The air practically

feels heavy with all the stuff you can't really put

like he had his game face on. "Yeah, toge

st for justice and teaming up with the bloodline she'd been raised

n enemies turning into potential partners. Trust was han

stuff. Could she let go of all that ingrained hatred for the grea

cycle of violence had tangled their families up, offering them a choice that went beyond what they personally wanted—

ached out her hand, sealing the pact that would bind their fates. It w

ly, unspoken understandi

mixing up strength, resolve, and a united goal. They