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  ❝how are you so sure?
jeremy pov

+ TWO WEEKS
L A T E R

ONE

TWO

THREE

— ❝SO, DO YOU WORSHIP THE DEVIL?

   Hate is exhausting, but right in that very moment, you absolutely hated Caroline Ambrose with every fiber of your entity

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Hate is exhausting, but right in that very moment, you absolutely hated Caroline Ambrose with every fiber of your entity.

Hunting was a skill that came to you naturally, and you stuck to a strict agenda whenever you did so.

STEP ONE:
TAKE 3 SLOW STEPS

STEP TWO:
AIM AT PREY

STEP THREE:
PULL TRIGGER.

These three steps always worked without guarantee, unless someone fucking ruined the flow by speaking loudly and

a) annoying you,

and most importantly,

b) alarming the animal.


As the elk you had targeted as your prey fled the scene, you let out a growl of frustration.

Just as you took a few steps forward to explode in Caroline's face, you froze in place as she slightly pouted and rendered you harmless with those big puppy eyes of hers.

Your anger subdued and while the other group of hunters bashed on Ambrose, warning her to keep quiet or else they'd sew her "pretty little mouth" shut, you sighed and sent her an empathetic smile.

You hated every other hunter just as much as she did.

As much as Caroline annoyed the living fuck out of you, you preferred her company over the other female hunter in the group that fawned over you—

incessantly

In many ways, Caroline reminded you of your own sister. For starters, Ambrose bore such a striking resemblance to Alexa that if it weren't for your sister's young age, you could have sworn that was Lexie's secret child.

They had the same chestnut locks, piercing blue eyes, and marble skin. The only differences were their height, and their survival skills.

Even before the zombie apocalypse broke out, Alexa never relied on anyone for protection. She was born with sharp teeth and even sharper nails, and she knew how to use them properly.

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