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His eyes never left Drake. Drake’s laugh was brittle, desperate. “Oh, this is rich. You think scaring me with your little fight club makes you a man? I knew you were hiding something, punk. Knew you weren’t just a pretty boy with a stick on the ice. Figures. You saw what I did to your pretty fucktoy?” He grinned, rotten and smug. “She’ll never…” Rhett was already in the ring. The bell rang. And then Drake didn’t have time to say another word, because Rhett’s fist slammed into his jaw with a crack so loud the front row winced.

“Dear Havermouth, The moon is bright overhead, And all our secrets under its light are shed, We are your lovers, neighbours, and friends, Don’t let the moonlight be our ends. We are all what they fear, All unique, brave, courageous, and near, Help those who for shelter come, To those in black help none. We all fall, or we stand as one, Hold fort until the signal comes. The Secret Keeper,” Rhett read aloud from the writing that glowed across the black of his screen. He could see his own reflection in the glass, his expression caught between bewilderment and disgust. “Her poetry is awful,” he complained and then began to laugh at himself, the laughter holding a hysteric edge that had him doubl