Damien didn’t know what to do anymore—how to stop Alec from descending deeper into madness. He had seen Alec angry before, even ruthless, but this… this was something else entirely. A terrifying storm of rage, pain, and desperation. Damien knew that the aftermath of Alec’s fury would be catastrophic, and whoever had dragged his past into the light—whoever had dared to open the dark, buried chapters of his life—would burn. Burn in the merciless, unrelenting hell that was Alec Blackwood.
Alec had already downed half the bottle, his grip unsteady, his movements sluggish. He tried to walk, but his legs failed him. He stumbled forward, ready to collapse, but Damien was there—his quiet, constant support. Without a word, Damien rushed to Alec’s side and gently helped him back onto the couch.
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