98. FELIX YEATS (POV)

My skin throbs with adrenaline. This isn’t the first time I’ve been in a fight like this, but this time, there’s a bigger reason behind every shot I land on someone’s chest or head.

The floor under my feet vibrates with muffled gunfire, heavy footsteps, and short screams. Everyone’s on high alert no...

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