Kalel’s breaths are ragged and his expression is hard, but there’s so much agony in his amber eyes. It takes the sting out of his words. I still feel them, but they come from a place inside him that is bruised—a wound that has long since festered into rage. I force my jaw to stop trembling and stare into his cruel gaze. My heart hammers in my chest and I can’t look away from his torn expression. He’s in so much turmoil right now.
