ZEVRAN ILVANE POV I didn’t remember drawing my gun. One moment, I was striding down the hall, pulse thundering with the kind of fury that came from fear, and the next, the weapon was already in my hand, already aimed, already locked on Camille, who was standing too close to Vesper."Wait!" Vesper cried out, stepping in front of Camille like a shield, her arm shooting out like she thought she could physically block what was already decided in my head. "What do you think you’re doing?"I lowered the gun a fraction, my pulse beating loud in my skull at the sight in front of me.How could she step in front of a gun so easily, and for someone like Camille?"Step aside, Vesper," I growled, eyes fixed on hers.She shook her head. "I can’t. You’re very angry right now and I don’t want you to do something you’ll regret later on."Regret?I took in Camille’s infuriatingly calm face.There would be nothing to regret.Vesper reached forward. "I know you’re mad, but we talked about this already,
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