~KARL~ The moment I saw Damon put his hand on her, something inside me snapped. The feeling was out of the ordinary. It wasn’t just anger; it was something darker and heavier. I could barely contain it. I could feel my wolf, King, prowling beneath my skin, demanding blood. His blood. Her eyes were cold, like she had decided I wasn’t worth her time, as if she was sure I was the evil one. That was enough to break my heart terribly, enough to make me want to do something crazy, like ripping Damon’s throat out in front of half the Academy. By the time I reached my quarters, my pulse was still pounding, and the fury burned hotter than fire. I ignored the voices that called after me as I walked through the halls, ignored the giggling girls and the ones who tossed their hair about, desperate for my attention. None of it mattered. None of them mattered. There was only one face that haunted me. It was hers. “Alright, spill it.” Jace, the taller of my two best friends, lounged against
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