Chapter 296

Third Person's POV

Outside Dunhollow Academy, two sleek luxury cars gleamed under the morning sun, engines idling with impatient hums. Dane Flint snorted, shooting a glare at Duke. "You're relentless, you know that? Thalia hates you, yet you keep shoving yourself in her way."

Duke didn't answer. Instead, his gaze shifted to Jonas Flint. "So this is your brother? Clever as you are, he looks like a