Myles’s POVThe gun in Murphy’s hand never wavered. His grin was wide with his teeth yellow in the dim rooftop light. Serena pressed against me with her nails digging into my arm as if she could hold me up through sheer will. “Look at you, Voss. The fucking Reaper of Hellfangs. Crawling in your own blood. You did all the dirty work for me. Knox? Dead. nd me?” He tapped his chest with the gun, laughing. “Still standing. Still king. My dreams, Myles. They’re all coming true tonight. I’m the top dog now. The final fucking boss.”He puffed smoke from his cigarette, letting the ash fall near my face.“You trusted me, you dumb son of a bitch. You thought I’d ever let you live after this? Hell no. This is my story. My empire. My name in fire while your body rots in the gutter.”Serena shouted through her tears.“Murphy, stop this! You’ve got what you wanted..”“Shut the fuck up, doll,” Murphy snapped, swinging the gun toward her before pointing it back at me. “You’ll get passed around when
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