Elias’s POV

The hall stayed loud after our spar ended.

People were moving around again, pairing up and switching spots on the mats. But even with all the noise, I could still feel Hale’s stare on my skin, like it was something sharp. Even though he had already walked away.

My breathing slowly calmed. Ronan handed me my water without a word. His eyes stayed on me the whole time, watching every small shake in my hands, every uneven breath I tried to hide.

“You are fine,” Ronan ...