~ KIRA ~
How dare she?
How dare that filthy rogue trash walk away from that trial unscathed?
My blood is boiling at the memory of Layla Kavros. I remember her standing in that trial chamber with those defiant eyes, speaking like some pathetic s**t that says she doesn't belong here and yet, is rubbing herself all over Raelin back at that f*****g packhouse.
She behaves like she has any damn right to breathe the same air as me. The memory of her victory, of the protective and possessive way Raelin defended her, it all makes my stomach burn with a venomous hatred that threatens to almost consume me.
I should be Luna. I should be the one standing next to Raelin, not some nameless, disgusting stray dragged in from the gutter or from whatever pit of hell she came from. I have spent my whole
