Beside me, Sloane remains calm, and Kai turns on the girl instantly, his own authoritative presence flaring up in lethal solidarity.
Both Kai and I turn our gaze on the cheerleader at the exact same second.
We don't utter a single word, but the combined weight of our glares, cold, dark, and utterly ruthless, slams into Darcy like a concrete wall. The air in the hallway drops ten degrees. The sheer hostility radiating off both of us makes the girl gasp aloud. Both Moros and V want to teach the stupid wolf a lesson, but I rein my wolf in, reminding him we can't act like reckless animals over a brat's comment.
She pales instantly, her eyes widening in realization of what she just summoned, and she immediately bends her head in shame, staring intently at her shoes while her friends shrink b
