Chapter 26 The Desperate Hatred

Lyra glared up at him, years of pent-up, venomous anger burning visibly in her tear-brimmed eyes.

"Why hesitate?" Rex taunted softly. "Do you feel your fragile pride has been trampled simply because I called you a foolish little child and… a weak woman?"

Lyra's knuckles turned bone-white as her fi...

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