Chapter 132 REX DRAWS A LINE

REX — POV

Cold rage has a taste.

Metal. Smoke. Blood that isn’t even on my tongue anymore but somehow still coats everything I breathe.

Amani is gone.

Taken.

And the clubhouse feels…wrong. Too quiet. Too still. Like the walls are holding their own breath.

I push through the doors anyway.

Ever...

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