Fearless Souls (Saints Academy, #4)

by K.C. Kean

“No, I can’t. This is complete bullshit,” I grind out, pointing in Nyx’s direction. “I’m not doing any of this at anyone’s pace but ours. Ours. I’m sick of being outdone, out played, and underestimated. But most of all I’m sick of fending for my fucking self.” The last bit I aim at Nyx, unable to stop myself as the pitch of my voice drops even more.