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Chapter 195

Hael’s P.O.V.

Mykelle pressed forward, her jaw set. “I’m coming with you, and don’t try and fight me on this. I owe her a life debt.”

Just as I was about to agree with her, the front door clicked shut. It was a soft sound, quiet as it slithered down the hall. I tilted my head, “Did you leave the front door open?”

“I was in such a rush I didn’t think to close it.”

Marcel narrowed his eyes at the doorway. “Someone is here.”

There was nothing we could do but watch as Holden—Holden fucking Cartier—sauntered into the living room. The sight of him had my hackles raising. I couldn’t stand the prick on a good day, but this feeling was different. It wasn’t loathing, but unease.

Something was off about him, and it wasn’t the blood soaked t-shirt he had on or the rifle halfway concealed behind his back.

His eyes swept the room nearly a dozen times, twitching as they flicked over the three of us. I took in the barrel of his gun and instantly recognized the style. A twinge of fear settled in my st
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