The Reaver Chronicles: Raphael (Book 2)
His expression remained unyielding, his eyes flashing with a mixture of anger and disbelief, making it clear that he wasn't about to accept my explanation without a fight.
Blaze's parting shot was laced with venom, his sneer a deliberate provocation. "Don't let this happen again, Reaver," he spat, before turning on his heel and stalking off. I maintained my composure, my expression a mask of calm. A spark of indignation flared within me, and I couldn't help but think, Who does he think he's fucking talking to anyway? The audacity of Blaze's tone, the blatant disrespect, was a slap in the face, and I felt a surge of anger at being spoken to like some subordinate.
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