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Chapter 13

Freja couldn’t help but hiss in pain as she washed the blood from her knuckles. What had been a bucket of clean water was now red from her injuries.

The bastard hadn’t told her anything and she was nowhere closer to finding the Dragon King. She could still hear the sickening crack of his bones as her fists pounded his face to a pulp. Instead of using a knife to cut him to pieces like she wanted to, she had decided to exert her aggression in the best way she knew how.

Pummeling the man with her fists until he blacked out.

Fuck!

No matter how hard she hit him he wouldn’t tell her where the true King was.

Zarek had planted himself in the corner of the room with a hip against the wall while he watched. Something weird was going on that she couldn’t figure out. Throughout the interrogation the man kept gla
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