The underworld queen come back and slays novel Chapter 13

Ruth’s breath dopped cold

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Raven had just grate of prison. Roth waxed twr to go to colege, you some skatte.

With Raver’s record, even a part–time py was a bongo

Ruth conviri’t work either he had a young son to lesk when

If they got towed out, all three of them could darve,

Even if they scraped by, Margaret’s vicious streak wouldn’t let them of easy

Ruth freaked and dropped Raven’s hand.

She turned to Margaret, pleading. “It’s my fault she turned out like this. Punith me however you want. Raven’s just starting over–please let her off!

Ruth stepped forward, about to drop to her knees,

But before she hit the ground, Raven caught her,

Kaver’s eyes, usually soft with a touch of warmth, went stone–cold.

She said, her voice sharp and low, “I wasn’t planning on sticking around with Mom and Zack here anyway, You Kicking us out just makes it easier. As for breaking my legs…

A slow, sour smile spread across Kaver’s face.

She flicked her wrist with a quick snap.

“Crack! Crack!” Two loud pops rang out.

Margaret’s knees gave way, the sound of crunching bone tearing from her legs.

She let out a scream, raw and ragged.

The howl ripped from her throat, high and frantic.

Pain slammed into her like a freight train, nearly knocking her out.

“What’d you do to me, you little punk?” Margaret croaked, her voice rough with pain.

Raven looked down at her, steady as a rock. “You wanted legs broken. Yours seemed like a good fit.”

“Raven, 1 figured a couple years in lockup might set you straight, one of them snapped. “But no, you’re worse–turning on the grandma who used to spoil you rotten.”