Kael's POV
Nightfang Territory - Training Grounds
The third warrior hits the ground hard enough to crack the earth.
I stand over him, breathing hard, sweat dripping into my eyes. My knuckles are split again. Blood runs down my forearm, warm and red. The familiar sting should focus me. It doesn't.
"Anyone else?" I shout at the crowd of trainees watching from the sidelines.
No one moves.
"Come on! I said anyone else!"
Darius steps forward. "That's enough, Kael."
"I didn't ask you."
"I'm not asking. I'm telling." He signals the other warriors to leave. They scatter like leaves before a storm. "You need to stop this."
I laugh, but there's no humor in it. "Stop what? Training?"
"Destroying yourself." He grabs my arm, forcing me to look at him. "You've been at this for hours. You hav
