!!! *** WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATERIALS THAT SOME READERS MAY FIND DISTRESSING! SUCH AS TALK OF WEAPONS, TALK OF MURDER, AND BLOOD! READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! *** !!!
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Kieran's P.O.V.
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Husband? Did she just say husband? Referring to me?
Oh no...
No, no, no, no, no, no, no...
"Don't you think Kieran probably has some questions, Little Viper?" Uncle Mal asked, holding back his amusement just enough to not pi.ss me off more.
Otti frowned at him.
"He can ask them later," she stated. "They always do that sh.it to me. He can have a taste of his own medicine."
"Otti..." I said again as I walked up to her.
I dropped to my knees and grabbed her face. I looked all ove
