“That was a very immature thing to do. You’re not children! I will not tolerate such undignified behaviour in my academy.”
Zeke only half-listened to what the dean was saying. All he could smell was Ava; all he could feel was Ava. He needed to go for a run to clear his mind before he ruined everything. Ava wasn’t ready for this. She would run a mile from him if he told her, and her running from him when they were in danger was the last thing he needed.
Last night, she’d almost died from whatever foolish thing she did, but his anger evaporated during her match as if it hadn’t existed. How could he have forgotten that there was someone among them who wanted her dead? How could he have easily forgotten about Claire and the Council? It was like he’d been mindless, stripped down to his primal
