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Chapter 200

Hael’s P.O.V.

You’re never going to see her again.

The fuck I wouldn’t.

I scrambled off of Holden’s body, kicking the bastard in the head for good measure. He had said his name was Noah—the Noah. Absolute fury rushed through me, all of it directed at myself. How many times had he been within sniffing distance of Violet? Too many to count.

He tried to kiss her. His fucking half-sister. Man, the guy really was messed up. Should’ve trusted my gut about him, but it was much too late for that.

Marcel groaned as I turned him over, his face slathered with his own blood. With my fingers pressed against his throat, I felt around until I registered a small flutter. Atticus’s Beta had taken half a dozen bullets for me. The feeling it left me with was uncomfortable as fuck.

“You stupid, lucky asshole. I really hate owing people.” I muttered as I swiped his phone off the floor.

The first call I made was for an ambulance, while the second was to Cole. Thank fuck I’d memorized his number considering
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