Kit’s POV

I’ve never seen so much rage before.

Violent.

White-hot.

Insurmountable rage.

Sera stared up at me, mouth curled into a teeth-baring snarl. I could smell her blood dripping from her hand from how hard she struck the pillar. I knew when she calmed down, it would hurt like hell. Her eyes were bloodshot, glaring at me like daggers made of ice. She couldn’t leave, not blinded by emotion. That would get Annika hurt.

“Get ...