Chapter 85

This guy's shamelessness actually outclasses Nicholas. Just hearing his voice gave her a headache—so yeah, she never called him unless absolutely necessary. As expected, Alexander showed up before it got dark, bringing the Ashen Vow crew with him. Two hundred people gathered in silence, their hands held behind their backs, the air thick with intensity. Clara still remembered when she'd first met the Ashen Vow—they were a mess, just a band of loose pieces. But after going through her devil-style training, she finally turned that mob into something solid. Then she passed her method to Alexander, and under her guidance, he ran with it. Piece by piece, his team got stronger. They weren't that rowdy gang anymore—they were a force. Well... at least the upper ranks were. The bottom ones, though—guys like Jake—Alexander had them under the watch of his men. Total street types, still rough, still wild. Ashen Vow was just too big—and those low-level punks didn't qualify for core training. "Boss,