Chapter 381

KESTER

Saint insisted we wait for his signal, but it was taking too fucking long.”

What if Kasmine gets hurt before we move?

Brie kept emphasising that Saint was never wrong

Said they had someone on the inside, who’d give us the exact go–ahead.

She kept repeating one damn word like a preacher

a

doomsday sermon:

Timing.

Timing.

Timing.

She said Saint’s timing was everything. Not a second before, not a second after.

Okay. Okay, I calmed the fuck down.

She finally announced that we had sixty more seconds to go in.

sprint. Norlan patted my back for

what the hell

opened way too early? Why were Saint’s men already breaking

What the hell?

to Timing? We have thirty more goddamn seconds!” I sneered

and pushed

I could

on that.

the order. Just follow,” she said over

Fuck.

Kasmine.

with my instincts boiling

it. Something was

looking like a rescue mission anymore.

syncing like

many men as dared to step in my way with my claws. Saint and his men had guns with bullets made of silver. I

But nah.

bare

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claws were soaked, dripping hot blood across the floor. But it

of voices and more shots and kept moving until I stepped right into the center of the damn warzone. It was

bricks, bodies, all scattered around. My eyes did a quick scan of the bodies scattered around, and

gaze to the far

Fuck.

But she wasn’t alone.

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