CHAPTER 25: Jethro
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Jethro laughed as Kim finished another story about Tee and their mother. It seemed the little House Servant wasn’t quite ready to conform to his mother’s mothering. He loved his mom, but he knew firsthand how much she could smother with her love.
If it hadn’t been for his dad, he never would’ve had any freedom once he’d hurt himself and had ended up in the wheelchair. His smile slipped from his face. His father hadn’t been perfect, but he hadn’t deserved to die like that. Now that he was free, when the serum ran thin in his blood, he should hunt down Mirra and kill her—slowly. When she’d taken her last breath, he’d skin her and wear her as a cloak. Trinity would hate him, but what did that matter? She was with Hugh now. But was she happy? He could make her ha
