Chapter 9

  Narda's POV

  "Liam!"

  I ran. My slippers slapped against the marble as I rushed into the kitchen, breath stuck somewhere in my throat.

  The first thing I saw was Penny, pale, frantic, clutching Liam's arms like she was holding him together. And then I saw his arms.

  Red. Shiny. Greased.

  Scal...

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