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t the chains hanging from the ceiling beams, making sure they'll hold. T

ast chance to break her completely be

t lifted off my shoulders. The anticipation has been building in

ngines cuts throug

istmas came early. This is what I've been missing these past few weeks

ut one by one. Footst

through the door,

roken, cowering posture I was expecting. Those green eyes of

's already decided she ca

ough my veins l

p at Victoria, who's practical

under my glare. "Jaxon told her, D

ow. My hands clench into fists so t

ll of it." Victoria's voice gets smaller, but she press

ece of shit. I'll d

rectly. No flinching. No cowering. Just that same stead

iolent. I need to watch those defi

" I growl at the boys, my vo

g her arms. I wait for her to fight back, to sc

e goes comp

ng deep enough to draw blood. She doesn't make a sou

eds my furyand

even like this, she thin

lmost regal about the way she holds herself despite being chained and exposed. L

want to tear her apa

ily in her throat. No racing heartbeat. No smell of terror. Just that same steady br

et mine directly. There's something in that

fucking dare she lo

ut of her lungs in a sharp whoosh, and her body doubles over as much a

oes white with pain, but her li

nt is almost as

you stubb

he satisfying crack of bone, feel the give of her body under my knuckles. Her whole

, meeting my eyes again wi

ing her head to the side with brutal force. Bloo

ing for her to break. For tea

face me, blood trickling from her split lip

s from behind me, her voice bright with exc

bleeding from connecting with her bones. P

il. The way her green eyes never waver. The

l find every crack in that armor and pry

ble reluctance. "Do whatever the fuck you want. Make her unde

barely register her excitement. My eyes are locked on Moira, studying every

o plan my next approach. But I pause at

ng from her split lip, her ribs

at spark of defiance that makes me wan

but I can still feel those

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ree, straining to hear an

th

reaming at me to charge in there. The bond between usthe one

silence stretches on. No

toward the warehouse. Every step f

m the building when a figu

ring when yo

stained with bloodMoira's bloodhis

ep closer, and I can see the split knuckles, the splat

ad

underneath I hear something elsedisappointment. "Tol

eeded

e slams into me like a physical blow. "She nee

d him, I can hear Victoria's laughter echoing

" His fist clenches, and I can see Moira's blood under his fingernails. "Do you have any idea how t

eel gets immediately crushed by guilt. She's in th

other punch to my ribs, but his heart isn't in it. He's still thinking about Moira,

s too fast, too strong. Part

h renewed inspiration. "You're going to watch Sterling fuck her tomorrow night. You're

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h my temple. The world explo

ce drifting from the warehouse, sweet and exc

fucking sorry I