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“That’s right. Keep fighting. You know I don’t mind hurting you. You’re nothing but some dirty whore who can’t even fuck right.” I can’t scream because of his hands. I can’t fight because of his weight. I can’t do anything to stop him. Maybe, just maybe, this time he’ll kill me, and it will be over. No, I can’t let him win. I bite down on his hands hard, and he pulls back. “HELP, HELP. SOMEBODY HELP ME. HELP ME! “SAM, WAKE UP.” Somebody’s shaking me, but I can’t escape.

And the strangest part was, I had wanted to. My phone buzzed. A text from Anthony. "I had a really good time tonight. Let's do it again soon." I smiled and typed back. "I'd like that." I went to bed that night feeling something I hadn't felt in a long time. Hope for the future. Not just for me and Anthony, but for the possibility that broken things could actually be repaired if you were willing to put in the work. And for the first time in eight years, I was willing.

" My hands, still pressed against his wound, went cold. His voice echoed like thunder in my ears. My nails dug into my palms, and the pain bloomed across my chest. Tears stung my eyes, but I held them back, desperate to keep just a shred of dignity. Charles, you were the one who let go. This time, I really am walking away.

It didn’t subdue the fire in me. I was beyond angry as I hurled the glass against the wall. It shattered in an instant, pieces splintering in all directions, shining in the low lights like tiny knives. I ran a hand down my face, exhaling heavily. I shouldn’t have let her push me this far. I shouldn’t have let her get to me like that.

Chapter Ninety Six: Peace The room was quiet, the hum of the evening outside barely heard through the windows. Rachel sat on the bed, pulled her knees up close to her chest, and looked down at her hands. It had been an emotional day in surges which would leave one drained and still feel lighter than it had in weeks. She had heard Noah's words, taken the weight of his forgiveness, and finally-finally-allowed herself to believe that moving on was possible.

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“You coward! This was all your fault! All of it! Gosh, why did you even have to run into that stupid building! If you would have just left me alone that day, none of this would have happened!” I felt Nathan push harder on the bond, but held the barrier. “Why did I run in there? Because you're like my sister! I love you and care about you, Claire!” She looked to the ground, jaw clenched in anger. “And I'm like you guys. If I didn't follow you, I wouldn't know about who I am and I would still just be a freak who occasionally sees glimpses—”

**This is the third book in the Guardians Next Generation Series. It can be read as a standalone book but will have references to events that occurred in Shattered Bonds. This book will run in a parallel timeframe to Shattered Bonds. Events in this book will overlap with events in that book. Maeve Three Years Ago

But he doesn’t know me. He doesn’t know that every ounce of pain I’ve endured in my life has turned me into something sharp, something that bites back. He doesn’t know that I don’t just break, I shatter , and I take down whoever’s closest when I do. I feel the nausea curling tighter in my chest, but underneath it, something else bubbles: anger. No. Rage .