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Chapter 270

Leah's POV

Cole's skin glistened with sweat, stretched tight over festering wounds that wept pus and blood, refusing to knit. His limbs jerked in jagged spasms, a puppet with cut strings, and a guttural moan clawed its way out of his throat, raw and pitiful.

"What did you do to him?" I asked, ...