Ex-Alpha's Regret: Siren's Comeback novel Chapter 139

POV: Seraphina

It wasn't over. As the sound of Damian's departing yacht echoed across the harbor, another sound began to rise in its place. It started as a low murmur, then swelled into a roar. A human storm, to replace the one that had just passed.

The people had come.

News of the prisoner's expulsion had spread through the island like wildfire. They had emerged from their homes and workshops, drawn to the port by a collective, burning need for justice. They lined the entire length of the pier and the surrounding bluffs, their faces a sea of grim, hardened expressions.

These were the survivors. The remnants of the Thorne clan that Damian's actions had nearly destroyed. I recognized their faces. An old Omega woman, her face a mask of grief, whose mated pair of sons had been killed in the first wave of the Ironfang attack. A young warrior, barely a man, who now walked with a permanent, painful limp from a poisoned blade. A group of orphaned children, huddled together, their eyes old with a sorrow no child should ever know.

They were all here. Every single one of them a living testament to his crimes.

As Damian's boat cleared the breakwater and entered the open channel, the dam of their silence broke.

"MURDERER!" a woman shrieked, her voice cracking with grief, and it was as if she had opened a floodgate.

A torrent of hatred, a tidal wave of three years of repressed pain and rage, erupted from the shore.

"BUTCHER!"

"TRAITOR!"

"May your soul rot in the hell you created for us!"

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