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.

full–on panic sprint. Norlan patted my back for emotional support.

the hell was

did it seem like hell had just opened way too early? Why were Saint’s men already

What the hell?

to Timing?

a ‘shit“, cocked her rifle, and pushed forward

I could bet

on that.

said over the sounds of gunshots ringing everywhere around

Fuck.

Kasmine.

with my

knew it. Something

looking like a rescue mission

let Zeth share control, our rage syncing like clockwork. A loud,

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

But nah.

apart with my bare hands felt too

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claws were soaked, dripping hot

stepped right into the center

a quick scan of the bodies scattered around, and relief almost washed me to the floor when

gaze to the far left

Fuck.

But she wasn’t alone.

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