Chapter 181

His name was Blade, a notorious rogue known for his ruthlessness. I tried to avoid him, but it seemed he had taken an interest in me.

I felt a shiver down my spine as I realized that danger lurked in every corner of Sullivan Pack. It was a world where trust was a luxury, and alliances were often temporary. Surviving here meant being constantly vigilant, navigating through treacherous waters with no assurance of safety.

One night, as I was finding a temporary spot to rest, I unwittingly stumbled upon a deadly confrontation between two rival factions. The tension was at its peak as they exchanged threats and insults. I was frozen in fear, unable to tear my eyes away from the impending clash.

Suddenly, violence erupted. Blades flashed in the moonlight, and blood was spilled. The clash was savage, and in the end, two lives were taken. I covered my mouth to stifle a gasp, but my heart pounded loudly in my chest. Witnessing such brutality up close was a