CHAPTER 18 King of Clubs

Draven

As reporters surged forward, clamoring for a statement, a sharp, musky scent hit me. I peered over the crowd and saw him—my Uncle Maverick.

Unlike my father, whose warmth and honor drew others to him, Maverick was cold, cruel, and seething with contempt. He despised humans, and their s...

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