30 Days Left: The Rejected White Wolf's Countdown
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knew time was passing. Not by the sun, b
Jayden. For two days, he had brought me "food." It
fsb
. He knew
laughed, kicking the
The silver cuffs had turned my wrists black and necrotic. My womb, stil
dy finally gave out. I convulsed on
ack in a hospital bed,
a chair next to me.
ot looking up. "Starving yours
lf," I whispered. "Your
s is a loyal soldier! Stop lying! Wh
I didn'
el the bond. But you make it impossible. Just submit. Admit your guilt, pledge loy
illed my child?" I looked at him wit
d, and stormed out of
en slipped in. She looked healthy, glowing
out loud. She t
ou look terr
my head was
st wanted to te
at her. K
y do you think I arranged the rooftop meeting? I needed to make sur
ed. "You monste
going to believe? The trait
oking me. "Die quickly, Kacie. I wa
efore Cedr
e ceiling, calm. The rage was gone. The so
Hou
ic,"
ed at m
to make
kind o
ill admit to everything. I will annul the
f washed over his face. "Okay. Go
ve one co
me
e to the Starlight Ferr
park?" Cedric
was. Before the drugs, before the politics. Just... take me there
t my broken body, the sil
orrow night. But afte
es, a faint smile tou
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