KESTER.

Ever wondered why horror hits differently at night?

Of course you fucking haven’t.

But I’ll tell you for free.

It’s the thrill.

The fucking fear.

The blood.

The darkness.

And the screams… God, the fucking screams.

They echo louder. They mean more. They feed something inside.

See, night strips you down. Turns the hunter into a goddamn beast. Turns the prey into something worth chasing.

And right now?

I am not Kester. That man died the second my mate screamed through that screen.

I am what you birth when you break something sacred. This is the part where the devil prays I never catch up.

Because horror thrives at night.

And I just became its fucking god.

think you’ve

Rage is

This?

a void. A nuclear core. A

know what

Kex…

him. I’ll redefine him. He’ll beg for death and scream so loud, the

he never

One by one. And when they don’t come, he’ll know what it feels like to be

hear how loud

the weapons displayed on the small table

Chapter 375

I couldn’t tell if it was the lights, the air, or just the

irritated. I couldn’t tell if it was too loud in here or if I had just become overly sensitive. Perhaps it was Zeth, who had been bouncing around, agitating to

give him full control. No. I also wanted to be a part of this. So, we both agreed we’d share partial control

came to a stop in front of Wes, tilted my head, and smiled down at him. He

tied to the chair with reinforced silver cuffs. His eyes were wide like he just

I had picked out the exact setting I wanted the room to have, and my men did a perfect job. Now I felt like the villain in a horror movie. Or, should I call

something desperate. I

I whispered. “What did you say?

you’d prefer

something again and shook his

is!” I said cheerfully, waving two of my men

behind the

I

this way in all those videos they made me watch, and she had ten times the strength in her little finger than this piece of shit did

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