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Chapter 223

KESTER.

My hands were balled at my sides, nails digging half-moons into my palms as I stared him dead in the eyes.

My jaw throbbed, my ribs ached, and I could feel the warm trickle of blood soaking my thigh again.

But none of it compared to the fire still burning in my chest.

Saint stood a few f...