Crow’s revelation hit me like a punch to the gut. Snake had been watching me, waiting for his chance to use me as a pawn in his twisted game of revenge. And now, he knew Crow had taken that power from him.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I whispered, the anger draining from my voice.
"You didn't need to know," he said, his eyes searching my face. "But now you do."
The silence between us was heavy, filled with the weight of the secrets we both held. I didn't know what to say, what to feel. The man in front of me was a killer, but he was also the one person who had stood between me and the monsters in the night.
Before I could say anything, the door to the bar creaked open, and a gust of wind blew in, carrying with it the scent of rain and the promise of a storm. It was a perfect metaphor for
