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XVI
Eight hours earlier (Axel's POV)
Blood.
Blood everywhere, sinking into the dark as fuck forest ground, as I stand there not knowing what the fuck to do for the second time in 24 hours.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, what did you do, Axel? What the fuck did you do!?
Nine hours earlier
"I'm here, you fucking asshole, like you said I have to be. Now what?" I bark, climbing out of my car and slamming the door behind me.
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