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Chapter 62: The Nightmare Begins

NATHAN

I was angry at everything when I reclined back in my chair, eyes shut to the world.

No one who saw me would know the rioting feelings inside me. The urge to hit something violently almost consuming me.

I stood up restlessly and poured myself a drink. I needed something strong and the whiskey would do nicely.

I downed the drink all in one go before I left the study and headed for my bedroom.

My steps are forceful and people move out of my way much faster than usual. I went straight for the bathroom.

I wore the bloody shirt still. My mind refused to settle. I waited desperately for news of Lannon.

My eyes were bloodshot, and my bare chest was bloody as hell.

I stepped into the shower and washed the blood off of me.

Lannon's blood.

"Fuck!" I grunted and punched the wall, leaving a fist-sized hole in it.

I looked down at my knuckles and saw they were now a light shade of pink. The fucking bruise had already healed.

Why couldn't Lannon heal like this?

If Briggs wasn't already
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