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Chapter 28: Wounded Possession

Auteur: Kane Wilder
last update Date de publication: 2026-06-27 06:54:38

Blood soaked through Jax’s shirt in a dark, spreading stain as he staggered into the motel room, one hand pressed tightly against his shoulder. The sniper’s bullet had only grazed him, but the wound still bled freely, turning his fingers crimson. Elara’s heart slammed against her ribs at the sight. She rushed forward, catching him before he could collapse, her hands trembling as they met warm, sticky blood.

“Jax, oh God,” she breathed, guiding him toward the bed. His face was pale, jaw clenched
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