Get Ready For Allvar Falck's Ruthless Return

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Derek limped up the grand staircase, each step a grueling reminder of the injuries throbbing through his leg and arm. Every muscle protested, and by the time he reached his room, he nearly collapsed against the door, shutting it with a frustrated slam.

He clenched his jaw, anger bubbling up as he looked down at his bruised knuckles. “Damn you, Allvar,” he spat, punching the wall, barely registering the fresh jolt of pain.

“How could he have fought off Hawk’s men?” he muttered, pacing back and forth. “Some nobody coming out of nowhere, embarrassing me like that… humiliating me!”

He rubbed his sore shoulder and sat down heavily on the edge of his bed, his mind racing with images of the brawl. Hawk’s men had fallen so easily; Allvar had barely broken a sweat. It didn’t add up.

“Unbelievable,” he sneered to the empty room. “Who the hell does he think he is?”

A sharp knock interrupted his thoughts. Grimacing, Derek straightened, wincing as his shoulder protested the movement. “What?” h