“Stop,” I say gently. “Stop. Don’t die tonight. Not for me.” I can’t hide the sheer exhaustion from my voice. The physical, emotional, and mental exhaustion. I’m about done. Dax tips his head back and roars, losing his shit right in front of everyone and my throat tightens as Beast continues to count down. “Three, TWO…” “Let him go,” I choke out, hating that I’m showing vulnerability but knowing it’s the only thing that might stand a chance at getting through to him. My eyes flick to Beast, honing on his trigger finger. “Please…” Dax’s shoulders slump, and just like that, his hand releases
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