Kael's povAdrian barely takes two steps toward the Dean’s desk before I slam him against the wall. His breath leaves him in a sharp rush and the Dean curses under his breath, already unimpressed but I didn’t hear a word he says. Ghost stirs inside me, weak but still wanting the same thing I have in mind.To tear out the bastards's throat.“I don’t know what you think you’re fucking doing,” I growl close to Adrian’s face, “but it won’t work.”He lifts both hands in a mock surrender. “Relax your claws, wolf boy… I only want to extend a hand of friendship.”My fingers tighten around his collar and Ghost rises even higher, wanting to rip through skin and bone.Friendship……From him.Is this whole thing a joke to him?What is he playing at? What angle is this?“You should’ve thought of that,” I say, “before you marched straight to the dean.”“And you should’ve thought of that,” he shoots back, “before you turned Aria against me.”I laugh once. “Is that what this is about?”“Of course it i
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