AMARA’S POV

Oh, he was mad.

Seeing him here sparked something within me. something primal.

Suddenly, everyone in the room disappeared. Leaving just the two of us in a space filled with darkness. He knew I was the one behind the mask, but he said nothing. He did nothing. He just... watched.

The way he looked at me almost made me feel guilty, like I was committing a crime. His eyes inflicted some sort of shame.

And that enraged more than he was.

My fists clenched as my blood began to ...