How Anticlimactic.

Ace – Point of View

My pulse slammed in my throat, and it was too loud and uneven. A chair was pulled for me and I sat. Caine was on my right hand, with Spades on my left. My hands twitched, my fingers trembling as I tried to control the madness clawing its way out.

Natalia stepped forward and pul...

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