Chapter Twenty Nine

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Julius The Academy hallway felt like it was still vibrating from that f*****g disaster of a sparring session. My ribs burned where she’d clocked me. It was a solid, clean shot that had knocked the wind out of my lungs. I walked toward the exit, my boots heavy on the marble. My knuckles ached, and my temper was a jagged, raw thing beneath my skin. I had to get back to the palace. Darius was waiting for a report on his ‘mate’ and how the hell was I supposed to tell him that she was turning into a goddamn wrecking ball? I rounded the corner, and there she was. Rhea was walking alone, her head high, shoulders squared. She looked like she owned the damn building. I felt a surge of irritation, mixed with a weird, sick fascination I couldn't quite name. "Hey," I barked, my voice echoing t

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