Chapter Nine: Kill Nolie

Zorak’s POV

“Nolie.”

I gripped the wheel so tight it creaked. My foot slammed the gas, engine howling down the dark highway like it felt my rage. What the hell was I thinking? Leaving her?

My thoughts were all Nolie. Her face. Her mouth. That smart-ass tongue. Those legs in my shirt.

Every mil...

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