AZRIEL.Driving forty miles per hour in a damn thunderstorm, but I didn't care.Rain slammed against the windshield in sheets, and deep within me, the beast stirred. Restless. Hungry. Wanting to break free.Not tonight. Rage coursed through my veins, my thoughts circling back to tomorrow's mission. I felt wound up, tighter than I had in years, which meant something given all I'd done and seen—the nightmares I'd become.Loyalty was what tomorrow depended on. My unit's loyalty to the mission, to each other, to me. Because if even one of them faltered and betrayal seeped into our ranks, it would mean death for us all.The strategy meeting had run three hours. Three hours of contingency plans and kill orders, of studying blueprints until my eyes burned. Three hours of being reminded that I'd never be normal. That I'd never live the quiet, simple life other people took for granted.My father had made sure of that.The ugly memory came back making me sick. My mother's funeral when I was si
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