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CHAPTER 54: I WILL HUNT YOU
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2025-12-27 00:05:25KNOX'S POV
The impact reverberates through the chamber—a crack of his old, empty skull against the hard wood is deeply satisfying in a way I don't have the bandwidth to examine."Call her trash again." My voice barely sounds human. My beast, Phantom, has taken over almost completely, and I'm operating on pure predator instinct—the instinct that says a man who threatens your woman is a threat that needs to be eliminated immediately and permanently. "Call her worthless. Call her us
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