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CHAPTER 226: KILLING HANDS

Autor: Remi Winters
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-05-11 23:51:48

KNOX’S POV

My hands are the problem.

Not in the way Nathaniel would diagnose it, not the gene or the claws or the shift.

The problem is simpler and worse. I’m sitting in the passenger seat watching my fingers open and close around my own knee, and I cannot stop seeing them do other things.

The boy was holding his sister.

That’s the detail that won’t leave. Not the ballroom or the blood or the woman in the red dress whose face I still can’t fully see.

The detail that followed me into this car
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