Drago’s Point of View
“You are such an i***t!” Dia’s voice cut through the air as she hurled puncture needles at me. I couldn’t dodge. My brother held me in place, making sure every sharp sting found its mark. Each needle jabbed into my skin, hitting pressure points that made my muscles ache and lock up.
They had every reason to be furious. Rose had been restless all morning, drifting between silence and tension. She’d avoided Draco and me when we came to pick her up, her voice sharp as she linked to say she needed space. Last night, Draco had already chewed me out for my words to her, and now Dia was here to give her own form of punishment.
I’d barely set foot in the medical tent to help when Dia exploded, pinning me down with unrelenting fury. My brother finally released me, and I fel
