ALARIC POV
*man or a monster - Sam Tinnesz*
*trigger warning- Gore*
“Sold.”
The word didn’t just land.
It tore through the room like a f*****g gunshot, sharp and final and obscene in the way it settled over everything, like a verdict, like a life had just been reduced to a number and signed away in front of men who didn’t even bother pretending it meant anything.
And something in me—
Snapped.
Clean in half.
I turned.
Elias turned.
And for a second the world narrowed down to just that, just the two of us standing in a corner of that room full of filth and blood and laughter, looking at each other without speaking, without needing to, because there was nothing left to say that hadn’t already been decided somewhere deeper than thought.
Enough.
We had enough proof to act.
No one
