CHAPTER 342

Vivian stiffened, her hands clenched into fists. She took a single step forward, her voice dangerously low. “Justice?” she hissed. “Justice, Nathan? What do you know of justice? You’re just like the rest of us—pretending to be better when, in fact, you’re just a wolf in a different coat.”

Nathan smirked, a humourless curve of his lips. “If I’m a wolf, Vivian, then let me make one thing clear,” he replied, his eyes flickering with an icy resolve. “This wolf knows how to hunt. And when the time comes, I’ll be the last thing any of you see.”

Silence fell heavily as they all absorbed his words. April, who had been watching quietly, felt her chest tighten, a spark of fear mingling with the old, unresolved feelings she still harboured for Nathan.

She opened her mouth, but no words came; her mind raced with questions, guilt, and the sharp realisation that Nathan was here not out of love, not out of nostalgia, but with an agenda as cold and unforgiving as he’d become.

Anita finally broke
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