DALTON POV
The Hollowed Moon twins stormed out like overgrown toddlers mid-meltdown—chairs scraping, fists clenched, voices raised. Then: silence. Almost satisfying.
I reached casually across the table and stole a chip from Derrick’s plate, popped it into my mouth, and chewed with exaggerated nonchalance, grinning. Salt, vinegar, and the sweet, addictive taste of mild chaos.
"What did you do?" Derrick asked, narrowing his eyes without lifting his gaze from the spot the twins had vacated.
I shrugged. "Why do you think I did anything?"
He looked up at me fully then, unimpressed. "'Cause you’ve got the same look you had the night before you drugged me and made me almost miss my morning run."
I snorted. "Fair enough."
Kai gave me a sharp look but didn’t interrupt. She had that finely t
