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Chapter 90

Lysander's Point of View

Previous Night

We had rushed to the other side of town. Shred through alleyways and discarded footpaths just to get home. Alastair was close on my heels. Made sure to give me enough room to lead him to my house. From his yips, he wanted me to go faster. Drive myself to the brink and then back.

Several thousand horrid thoughts crowded inside my mind. Mom being killed. Isaac being tortured. My father's body dumped in the nearby ocean. It was all-consuming until I couldn't feel my lungs anymore. They had started burning a while back but became dull now.

The city came at us with a ferocity. Tall buildings flew by. Yet it all seemed too slow. To achingly slow to even be comprehended. For years, they had been all I knew. The loves of my life. Bane of my existence. All rolled into one. Now I had found my mate and somehow our relationship had bled into their lives.

The mess we had caused with the royal family now threatened the people I loved the most. Which wrenched
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