Get Ready For Allvar Falck's Ruthless Return

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“I warned you,” the leader hissed, his tone cold and dangerous. “You don’t get to make the rules here, Falck.”

Allvar straightened, though every muscle in his body screamed in protest. “Enough with the games,” he bit out, glaring at the man in front of him. “This has gone on long enough.”

The men surrounding him erupted into laughter, their mocking voices filling the night air.

“Oh, now he thinks he’s calling the shots!” one of them taunted, his laughter cutting like a knife.

“Yeah, all of a sudden, he’s in charge!” another chimed in, shaking his head in disbelief.

The leader’s eyes gleamed with sadistic delight as he watched Allvar struggle to maintain his defiance. “You’ve got spirit,” he admitted, “but you’re still going to do as I say.”

Allvar wiped the blood from his mouth, his gaze burning with hatred. He knew he was outnumbered, but there was no way he was going to let them see him break.

“You think you’ve won?” he snarled, his voice low and venomous. “This isn’t over.”

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