AMELIA GRAVES POV

I stared at her, my jaw ticking once as I let her question settle deep into my cranium. In any other circumstance, I would have laughed it off, dismissed it as another ridiculous accusation from someone who had no idea what they were talking about, but the look on Yilena's face told me she knew exactly what she was talking about.

"Why would I kill my own friend?"

"Because killing people means nothing to you. It's actually what you do for sport."

I blinked, my head going blank for a second because she'd managed to read me far too accurately. But how did she know so much?...