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explain—”

There it is. Anger rushes to my aid, overpowering the hurt.
“You watched me train with him!” I shove at Liam’s chest, and he

stumbles backward through the grass. “You stood by and watched me fall

for him!”
“Oh shit.” Bodhi laces his hands behind his thick neck.

“Violence, let me explain,” Xaden says. He’s always known my true

nature, and honestly, the shadows should have clued me in to his. He’s a
master of secrets.

Unspent power ripples in my very bones as I turn my back on Liam to

face Xaden. “If you even think about touching me, I swear I’ll fucking kill
you.” My power flares with my rage and lightning cracks across the sky,

jumping from cloud to cloud.
“I think she means it,” Liam warns.

“I know she does.” Xaden’s jaw ticks as our gazes collide and hold.

“Everybody, go back to the shore. Now.”
He watches me with apprehension as he draws closer.

“I know what you’re thinking,” Xaden says in that deceptively soft voice
of his, and there’s a flicker of fear in those onyx depths.

“You have no idea what I’m thinking.” Fucking. Traitor.

“You’re thinking I’ve betrayed our kingdom.”
“Logical guess. Good for you.” Another bolt of lightning whips free,

streaking cloud to cloud. “You’re working with gryphon riders?” I leave my

arms loose at my sides just in case I need my hands free to wield, though I
know I’m no match for him. Not yet. “Gods, you are such a cliché, Xaden.

You’re a villain hiding in plain fucking sight.”

He winces. “Actually, they’re called fliers,” Xaden says softly, holding
my gaze. “And I might be the villain to some, but not you.”

“I’m sorry? Are we seriously arguing the semantics of your treason?”
“Dragons have riders, and gryphons have fliers.”