Ace's POV
I watch from behind Azul's eyes as he lunges for my father's neck. Azul's feelings mixed with my own have me on edge. I don't want to fight my father, but Azul is out for blood. He is ready to kill anyone that is associated with my mother.
My father sidesteps my attack and Azul knicks his shoulder with his teeth. Azul skids to a stop on the gravel in the driveway and spins around to glare at my father.
My father raises his hands in the air as Azul continues to circle him. "I don't want to fight my son," he says with desperation in his voice.
Azul growls and gnashes his teeth together at my father's words. Azul doesn't care that my father is begging me not to fight with him.
The sun is rising higher in the sky making it almost unbearably hot to be outside. Azul
