Ducking and swerving around the towering Knight, Kiara swiveled around to his back, serving him with a forceful punch to the ribs. For the first time since I’d known him, Harlow looked surprised. His shock didn’t last long. Spinning around, he slammed his fist into Kiara’s jaw, the force of it knocking her sideways. A growl left me, but I forced myself to stay in the shadows. The sight of her bleeding face caused phantom flames to ignite within me, my very blood boiling. My nails dug into my palms as she righted herself, wiping the red from her still smiling mouth.
