Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 378

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.

Norlan patted my back for emotional support. I

what the hell

hell had just opened way too early? Why were Saint’s men already breaking in

What the hell?

fuck is going on?!” I barked, spinning toward Brie. “What happened to Timing? We have thirty more goddamn seconds!” I

her rifle, and pushed forward like a fucking

definitely wrong. I could

on that.

said over the sounds of gunshots ringing

Fuck.

Kasmine.

ran in with my instincts

it. Something was not

wasn’t looking like a rescue mission anymore. This was a fucking

control, our rage syncing like clockwork. A loud, thunderous roar tore through

way with my claws. Saint and his men had guns with bullets made of silver. I could use

But nah.

bare hands felt too fucking

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claws were soaked, dripping hot blood across the floor. But it wasn’t enough, I

into the center of the damn warzone. It was

the bodies scattered around, and relief almost washed me to the

the far

Fuck.

But she wasn’t alone.

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