“Please escort Sophia back to her house,” he said calmly.
Sophia’s mouth dropped open. “But—”
“Go,” Alexander cut her off.
Of course he would only send her home, I thought bitterly; her father spoiled her. This wasn’t a real punishment. But I kept that to myself.
As the guard escorted a whining Sophia away, Liam took a step closer. His eyes flashed, his face still dark with anger. I’d never seen a look like that on him before. Never.
“If you want the Board’s approval, I’d recommend you start trusting your Luna more,” he growled before brushing past Alexander and returning to the picnic.
Alexander stared after him, jaw ticking. It was then that I noticed his leg—he had a large gash across his thigh, his leathers torn straight through around that area. It wasn’t too
