Kael’s POV
I grabbed Ayla by the arm. She gasped, stumbling as I dragged her down the corridor, ignoring her friends’ squeals. I was pissed. She had no right to do this. No right and I was going to give her a piece of my mind. This isn’t even about Seren anymore. She used Karlee’s death in this sick game. A girl who just died f*****g yesterday.
“Kael—what are you doing?” she hissed, trying to dig her heels into the floor.
“Shut up.” I snapped.
I shoved the nearest classroom door open and yanked her inside, slamming it behind us. The room was empty, shadows stretched long across the desks, dust motes spinning in the sunlight from the high windows. My aura snapped, filling the space with tension until Ayla’s wolf whimpered faintly beneath her skin.
Her eyes widened at my fury, but ins
