Ralph noticed, and his leg snapped off my chest like he’d just touched fire. He reached for me, helping me up but his fingers trembled. I felt it.
Fear.
Dante had put fear in him.
"Why don't we end the session for today."Dante spoke loudly and cut through Ralph like a blade through silk. The high ceilings of the training room reverberated with the words.
I managed to steady myself, my chest throbbing with the effort and the rush of adrenaline that had just burst inside me on seeing Dante there.
“But we are not,” Ralph said, courageous or foolish, perhaps both. He checked his watch, still trying to sound composed. “We’ve barely been at this for twenty minutes. The session was supposed to—”
“I said it’s over.”
The heat in that line hit me first — the quiet, coiled kind that doesn’t ne
