Nate's POV
The news hit me like a slap across the face. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Roderick, the leader of the hunters, had just told me that they were backing out. Washing their hands from my cause. I stared at him, rage boiling in my veins, trying to understand how this had come to be. The hunters had been essential to my plans, the muscle I needed to finally take down Bustan. And now, they were walking away?
“You can’t be serious,” I said, my voice low and dangerous. “After everything I’ve paid you, after the battles we’ve fought together, you’re just going to abandon me?”
Roderick stood before me, his arms crossed, his face unreadable. He was a tall, imposing man, his presence always carrying the weight of years of bloodshed and warfare. But today, he seemed very scar
