Jude sat down at the bar, or. It was a crummy part of the town, obviously, being full to the brim with Noughts. Only one or two Crosses lingered before leaving. Meadowview wasn’t the nicest part of town, and it definitely wouldn’t be anytime soon. But this was his home. The place where he grew up, got in trouble… and the town where everything started.

His father… Callum… That damned dagger, Sephy. She started it all, no doubt about it — manipulating his brother from the very beginning. Jude would stop at nothing and do anything to get his revenge on her. To make sure her and her stupidly powerful family knew what it was like to roll around in the dirt with the rest of the Noughts. He let out a deep sigh and slammed his glass down on the bar surface, clenching his jaw and shutting his eyes.

His eyes then snapped open when he felt the presence of someone next to him. He discreetly glanced to the side as he took a sip from his glass.