Saint entered the shower a few moments later, grabbing the shampoo to lather my hair. Eryx joined us, and they worked together, silently cleaning my battered body. Saint pulled me against him, turning me toward Eryx, who peered down at my body with a murderous look dancing in his gaze. "We find Lucas, and we return what he did to her tenfold, Saint," he growled, his midnight gaze sliding up to meet mine. "Agreed," Saint whispered, holding me carefully as Eryx used a soft cloth to

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