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Chapter 318 The Nun by the Candlelight, Leander’s Mother
Luke and Evander froze in place, their faces drained of color.
They did not have the same prestigious background as Nathan. News didn’t reach them as quickly as it did him. As for the Wave Alliance, they had heard rumors, but never grasped the full weight of what it meant.
Only after Nathan’s explanation did they finally understand just how terrifying the Wave Alliance truly was.
It was the most powerful force in Highcliffe’s elite society. That name alone could make countless people back away. Worse still, nearly eighty percent of the city’s wealthy heirs and heiresses had joined.
Taken together with the power of the families behind them, their reach was strong enough to sweep across several states. Who could possibly stand against that?
Even state governors and provincial governors would think twice before confronting the Wave Alliance. What chance did a handful of college students with no real backing have?
When Leander still showed little reaction, Nathan pressed on.
“Leander, you’ve got remarkable skill. Giving them a lesson just now was fine–we had justice on our side. Even with all their influence, the Wave Alliance wouldn’t make too much trouble
for us over that.
“But you went too far. You broke Theron’s arms and legs. If his brother really is the vice president of the Wave Alliance, once he learns what happened, no one in all of Highcliffe will be able to protect us p>
Nathan’s expression grew darker with each word. The Wave Alliance’s power was legendary, even in Seagate. His own father, one of the city’s ten richest men, had often spoken of it with awe, praising its founder, Rodrick, as if he were larger than life.
To make an enemy of the Wave Alliance in Highcliffe was to sign one’s own death warrant.
Luke and Evander stood pale and silent. Their families were comfortable, even well–off, but compared to the true elite, they were worlds apart. How could they ever hope to challenge such power?
And now, they had offended none other than the Wave Alliance, the group that held half of Highcliffe in its grip.
Everywhere one looked in this sprawling city, there were traces of the Wave Alliance’s influence.
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Seven or eight of the top families in Highcliffe had members tied to it. If those people ever joined forces, crushing a few nameless college students with no powerful backing would be child’s play.
“It’s all my fault. Nathan lowered his head, his voice heavy with regret.
He silently cursed himself for letting the night spiral so far out of control. If he hadn’t acted on impulse when Bianca barged into the private room, they wouldn’t have clashed with Theron. They wouldn’t have drawn the wrath of the Wave Alliance at all.
While the three of them sank into sighs and self–reproach, Leander only smiled faintly. He patted each of them on the shoulder.
“Why the long faces? I don’t think it’s as bad as you imagine. We left cleanly, without leaving much of a trail. Even if the Wave Alliance wants to find us, it won’t be easy. We don’t need to sink into despair p>
Nathan’s eyes lit with sudden realization. He smacked his forehead. “You’re right p>
He jumped out of the car and circled his Mercedes S. Aside from a few scratches, the vehicle was intact. Relief softened his features as he climbed back inside and spoke in a lowered voice.
“First thing tomorrow, I’ll swap out the temporary plates, get a new paint job, and fix the bodywork. Even if the Wave Alliance starts digging, they won’t trace it back to us so easily. And if all else fails, I’ll call my father. With his position, he should be able to say a few words to the right people. Worst case, we apologize, pay some money, and put it behind us p>
Luke and Evander nodded quickly. Their nerves still twisted tight, but the sheer terror on their faces eased at last.
“Alright, guys, no need to worry so much p>
Leander waved a hand with a calm smile. “Forget whether the Wave Alliance can even track us down. Even if they do, I’ll take full responsibility p>
Nathan frowned at his easy confidence and shook his head. Leander is still far too reckless.
What he had done tonight–facing down a hundred men single–handed–was enough to leave Nathan in awe. His admiration was genuine. But no matter how strong a man’s fists were, how could that ever compare to the might of the Wave Alliance?
With just a word, they could mobilize the authorities, twist the system, and see Leander locked away for life.
And there were darker whispers. Nathan had heard that the Wave Alliance counted among its members figures of extraordinary strength, men and women whose power seemed almost
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He was certain that some within the Wave Alliance were even stronger than Leander.
When fists failed and influence faltered, the crushing weight of their power would leave no
escape.
Across all of Highcliffe, only three among the younger generation dared to provoke the Wave Alliance without fear. And Leander was not one of them.
But with so much already weighing on them that night, Nathan swallowed his doubts.
Together, they returned to their dorm.
The room was unusually quiet after all that had happened. Evander, frail by nature and worn down further by the fight, soon collapsed into sleep. Only Leander, Nathan, and Luke remained awake, gathered at the bedside, staring out at the city lights.
“Leander, I owe you an apology.” Nathan turned to him, his voice heavy with remorse. “Back in the private room, I thought you didn’t step in to support me. I held it against you and treated you poorly afterward. That was my mistake p>
Leander only chuckled softly and shook his head. “We’re friends. Why keep score? There’s no need to explain–I understand p>
At that moment, a powerful searchlight swept in from the distance, its beam grazing the edge of Leander’s window before stretching across the horizon.
“What’s that?” Leander tilted his head slightly.
Nathan noticed and quickly explained, “That’s the light from Durham Abbey on Westvale Peak. Every night at ten, it sweeps across the city and shuts off half an hour later p>
“Durham Abbey?” The name caught in Leander’s thoughts.
Memories stirred, flooding his mind. He rose to his feet, overcome by an impulse he couldn’t ignore.
“You two get some rest. I need to step out for a while p>
Without waiting for Nathan or Luke to respond, Leander left the dorm.
Westvale Peak was known as one of Highcliffe’s scenic landmarks. On holidays and weekends,
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And at the summit stood Durham Abbey, a centuries–old monastery, its spire rising solemnly into the night sky.
At the base of the mountain, Leander stood motionless, his gaze fixed on the abbey’s tower. A deep stillness washed over him as echoes from the past returned.
Leander, in this life, the most important thing is faith, a purpose to hold on to. I brought you here to light a candle and pray, not because of an empty ritual, but so your heart could find
peace.
You rascal, if you ever lose your way, remember this–come to Durham Abbey. I’ll be there waiting for you p>
Words spoken more than a decade ago lingered in his ears, carrying a weight that stirred his soul. Leander’s eyes darkened with memory, his thoughts churning restlessly.
He couldn’t explain why his steps had carried him to Durham Abbey, yet before he knew it, he was climbing the winding path to the summit of Westvale Peak.
The moment he reached the top, his brow furrowed. He sensed two familiar presences- Daphne and Ethan.
What are they doing here?
Leander’s figure wavered, and in the blink of an eye, he melted into the night. Monks moved quietly about the abbey grounds, but not one of them noticed him pass.
Weightless as shadow, he alighted on the roof of a small cloister. Inside, Ethan and Daphne sat in silence.
A thin veil separated them from his view, but Leander could see clearly. Both were seated on cushions, their faces solemn.
Opposite them sat a woman, her long hair swept up, her body draped in a nun’s robe. A rosary slid through her fingers, bead by bead, her worn face lined by hardship, as if time had pressed every sorrow upon her.
From above, Leander’s gaze trembled, his heart thundering with turmoil. That middle–aged nun… Was she not his mother, Lydia Brookhaven?
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