As soon as Peter hung up, Jonah hurriedly pushed through the entrance doors of the council chambers, barely aware or concerned about the reporters calling his name. The cold air hit his face, but it did. Toning to clear his spinning thoughts or the reality of his position now. Peter had cut him off, and not only did that mean that his safety net was gone, but judging by his tone, he knew that sooner or later, Peter would be coming for him.He had to make a move and resolve this situation quickly, because if Peter truly turned against him, he wouldn’t just stop at taking away his resources, and protection, he’d take his life too. This thought overwhelmed him so much, he couldn’t even hear his phone vibrating at first. However, just then a group of reporters surrounded him, flashing their cameras and asking questions. Jonah pushed through and made his way to his car. His phone rang again, and this time, he quickly answered it. “Sir?” Collins’ voice came through, wary. Collins, his righ

Those words sent a deep chill through Liam’s body. He stood frozen, his breath shallow, with the phone still clutched tightly in his hand. Slowly, his eyes narrowed into slits, anger surging through him. Those words replayed in his mind over and over again.“Jonah’s dead. And Jack’s next.”The voice had been distorted, but Liam didn’t need confirmation. He knew exactly who it was — Peter. The realization hit him like a crashing wave. Peter had Jack.Liam paced around, his hands running through his hair as his mind spun in every direction. What would he do? He had been expecting this, but not so soon. He thought he would have more time to prepare, to strategize before rescuing Jack, but Peter had given him none.After a while of pacing around, he finally realized what he needed to do. Right now, the Zuri blade is more important. He needed to safely secure it first, before trying to rescue Jack. If Peter was truly the Oniri, then that weapon was the only thing that could stand in its wa

Liam barely had time to move. Victor swung his fist at Liam fiercely. Liam twisted his body, dodging at the last second, but the sheer force of the blow grazed his jaw. He staggered back a step, his grip tightening around the Zuri blade.Victor chuckled, shaking out his fist. “Still quick on your feet, huh?” His men shifted slightly, their weapons still drawn. Liam wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, tasting blood. He forced himself to stay calm, to control the fury burning inside him. He knew exactly what Victor was doing—baiting him, trying to make him reckless.“I’m giving you one last chance,” Liam said in a steady voice. “Walk away, Victor.”Victor smirked. “You’re still acting like you have the upper hand.” He took a slow step forward, and his men immediately adjusted their positions, their guns pointed directly to Liam’s chest. “Look around Liam, you’re surrounded. And this time there is no one to help you.”Liam shifted his gaze around the men, still maintaining his co

A low groan cut through the silence, and Liam turned sharply in the direction. His gaze went back to Victor’s motionless body who lay there, barely alive. “He’s done,” Liam muttered, shifting back to Evelyn. “He’s not getting up from that for a while.”Evelyn hesitated, her eyes flicking between Victor’s crumpled form and Liam’s unwavering stance. She wanted to believe him, wanted to trust that this fight was over. But something about the way Liam stood—calm, composed, yet radiating with restrained energy—made her uneasy.Finally, she gave a slow nod and slowly approached him.Liam exhaled and finally lowered the Zuri blade. The weight of everything settling onto his shoulders. He turned to Evelyn, and what he saw made something in his chest tighten. Fear.But it was not of Victor. It was of him. It was quick—just a flicker in her expression—but it was there. A hesitation in the way she looked at him. The way she had taken a small step back without even realizing it.Liam forced him

Following Peter’s words, Liam’s lips curled into a mischievous smile. He was counting on Peter to say something like that. After what he imagined they had done to Jack, he needed to show them the same amount of pain. He didn’t hesitate. The moment Peter tilted his head toward the warehouse doors, he surged forward, ready to tear through anyone who stood between him and Jack.But before he could take more than a few steps, Peter’s men closed in. A dozen figures moved swiftly, encircling him, with different weapons, from metal pipes to knives and steel knuckles, their expressions ranging from amused to deadly serious.Liam’s grip on the Zuri blade tightened as he slowed to a stop, his breath steady despite the tension thickening around him. The blade in his hand vibrated ever so slightly, humming with a resonance that sent a shiver through his bones. He swallowed, remembering Evelyn’s warning.“The Zuri blade is a conduit.”“If you keep using it, you might lose control of yourself and i