Get Ready For Allvar Falck's Ruthless Return

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Derek couldn’t hold back anymore.

He took another step forward, his battered body tense despite the bandages wrapped around his arm and leg. Each movement seemed to remind him of his recent defeat—an embarrassment he could barely swallow. The crowd’s attention only fueled the fire simmering in his eyes. He pointed a shaky finger at Seraphina, his voice a dangerous growl. “You think this is over? You think just because you play at loyalty, you’ve won?”

Allvar’s expression hardened as he noted the bandages. There was a part of him that almost pitied Derek. Almost. But seeing the way Derek’s jaw tightened, the way his eyes glittered with barely-contained fury, he knew this confrontation was inevitable.

“Derek, listen to yourself,” Allvar said, his voice measured, calm in the face of Derek’s storm. “You’re injured. You should be resting, not dragging yourself here to—”

“Silence!” Derek’s face twisted, veins standing out like cords against his neck. “I don’t need your pity or your fa