CHAPTER 78 The Sweet Scent of Lies

Maverick

Zuri extended a hand to Aurora and lifted her up from the snow. The girl’s sobs tore through the frozen silence, her face pressed against Zuri’s shoulder. Guilt sliced through me—I shouldn’t have said she was like her father. She didn't deserve that.

“I’m with Smith on this,” Zuri murmu...

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