RIVEN BLACKWOOD POV

"Why are you here Julian?" I asked as I stepped toward him. "I am pretty busy, so try to make it quick"

Just the sight of him made the urge to smash something burn hot in my chest. If I stuck a knife in his throat, would he sputter like a fish? The urge to test it out made my finger itch.

"You look like shit," he said as his gaze dropped to my hand, his eyes fixating on my healing knuckles. "Do you still get your rage episodes"

I met his gaze, knowing that all ...