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147. All Hail The Queen

Jackson lathered Layla’s hair for what felt like the millionth time.

Layla said she could still smell blood in it but he knew that was psychological. All the blood and filth had run down the drain a long time ago. The whole room had steamed up, he could hardly see her, but he didn’t need to. Layla was full of guilt and a lot of pain. Everything he was feeling.

“I know I was very angry with you for going off by yourself, but that was because I was terrified,” he admitted. “I’m sorry. I've calmed down now; I know no one else could have done what we did. It worked out.”

Layla’s fears were valid. Hunters enjoyed the chase almost as much as killing their prey. He and Cain were still alert, tracking movements in and around the hotel because he didn’t trust those fuckers. It wasn’t over; he could feel it. But Hunters were patient. If what Layla said was true, they could strike that night, or it could take them months.

“But for how long?” Layla sighed. “He’s coming back. He might even fig
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