Kaelen POVI did not follow her back to the Frost Tower. I told myself that was restraint.It wasn't. It was cowardice, and I knew it the moment I turned the other way, toward the sparring rings, where at least I understood the rules of engagement. Hit. Get hit. Repeat until the anger burns down to something manageable.It didn't burn down.I put my fist through the third practice dummy of the morning and didn't feel it until the stuffing scattered across the sand like snow, and even then what I felt wasn't pain. It was the memory of her hand, cupped over her mouth, red seeping between her fingers while she tried so hard to make sure none of us saw.I had seen.I had smelled it before I saw it, actually — copper, faint under the mist, wrong in a way my body understood before my mind caught up — and something in my chest had gone through the floor.I didn't understand it. That was the maddening part. I had hated Seraphina Frost for three years. She'd humiliated a boy from my own pack in
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