Fated to My Twin Sister's Alpha (Violet and Asher) novel Chapter 170

I knew what he meant. He thought that since I’d been raised differently, I couldn’t possibly be capable of understanding the struggle.

But it wasn’t about being evil; it was about surviving. About doing what you had to do when there was no other choice.

He always surprises me in these moments, though. He’s open, in a way, about his thoughts. It’s strange, but somehow, it makes

him more dangerous. He told me I could gather all the

information I wanted as long as it didn’t interfere with

whatever he was trying to get from the council. He’s got plans. But I’m not sure if I want to play the part of the pawn in his

game.

“Asher is a good brother, and an even better king,” I said, my voice softening slightly. “He won’t stop you from getting your

revenge.”

I had a lot of respect for Asher. Unlike Xavier, I didn’t blame

Alex for any of it. He had a good heart. I didn’t hold what

happened to my father against him, no matter what others

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thought. My father deserved what he got, even if that wasn’t

what the Council wanted me to believe. It was a cruel truth, but

it was the truth.

Nobody will understand Xavier’s need for revenge more than

Asher. So I believed the best way was for them to talk it out,

figure out if there’s another way. Another way to resolve all

this.

“I don’t need Asher’s help. I don’t need a good brother. Asher

won’t support me because he believes that everyone deserves

to live. Even the people who’ve wronged us. He believes that

they should be given a second chance.”

It’s funny. In the beginning, I used to believe in second chances

too. But then you see enough betrayal and loss, and it becomes

harder and harder to believe in anything other than revenge.

I get it. I understand why Xavier thinks the way he does. Not

everyone is a monster though, and sometimes people just need

a chance to turn things around.

Revenge isn’t something I take lightly. Sometimes you loss more than you gain after a revenge.

“What you want to do isn’t wrong,” I said, my voice heavy with

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conviction. “But you’re willing to destroy everything just to get

back at one person.” He doesn’t get it. He’s hurt, angry, and all of

that is justified. But he’s aiming it at the wrong people.

“Did you ever stop to think about who’s really pulling the

strings here? The ones who made you hate the Asher so much?

They’ve been lying to you all along. And you’re letting them use

you as a pawn in their game.”

He looked at me, his face filled with doubt. “What do you

mean?”

Now I had his attention. And I was going to give him the truth.

He could decide what he wanted to do with it afterward.

“The Council was responsible for your mother’s death, and I

hate to say this, but my father had a hand in it too,” I said, my

voice tight. “It’s a hard truth, but my dad’s actions have left me

ashamed of him more than once. I won’t stand by and let him

destroy even more lives, even if they’re already gone.”

He froze at my words, clearly shaken. “That’s impossible,” he

said, his voice rising in disbelief. “I don’t know what kind of

game you’re playing, but you won’t turn me against the

Council. I won’t believe it!”

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He was pacing now, anger in every step.

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