Provoking the Beast

(Neva’s POV)

I kept my eyes fixed on Kaelen.

My fingers curled into the thick fabric of Silas’s sleeve, holding on as Kaelen glared at me as though I had struck him across the face.

The parking lot grew quiet, suffocated by sudden tension.

Dozens of students shifted into a tighter circle around us. They looked back and forth between Kaelen and Silas, treating the courtyard like an arena.

Kaele