KANE

The air in the cemetery turned electric the second the word scavenger left Kingston’s mouth. I felt a red haze bleed into the edges of my vision. It wasn't just an insult; it was a public execution of Aria’s character in front of the very people who held our future in their hands. I didn't think. I didn't calculate. I just moved.

I stepped into Kingston’s personal space, my hand grabbing the lapel of his expensive wool coat and jerking him forward until our noses were inches ...