Warlock Ch 358. Flip The Narrative
Damian sighed deeply, rubbing a hand across his forehead. "Not only her," he admitted quietly. "All of you. This… this whole thing feels like the start of something bigger. Something dangerous. It's not going to be long before they paint us as the villains. I can already feel it."
Cassius narrowed his eyes, studying Damian's expression intently. "So what—you're thinking of leaving us again? Disappearing into the shadows, trying to handle this alone?"
Damian looked away, the idea twisting uncomfortably in his chest. It wasn't that he wanted to run—he hated running. But the last thing he wanted was for his friends, the people he cared about, to suffer because of him. Especially Selena. She'd always been safe in her world, protected, happy. Damian knew firsthand the price of standing against the Council, the senators.
It was harsh.
Brutal.
Unforgiving.
