Chapter 47

  We stand at the door of my room looking at one another. The hurt in Tate's eyes is clear and I hate myself, but I can't see a better option. Then suddenly a nasty snarl comes from his lips. I can only assume Odyn has pushed through.

  "Tell me you were not about to fucking walk out on me?" he dema...

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