Kalilah POV

After a few more days, I was starting to heal more and more. Damon and I ended up kissing again, much to my surprise. Walking around, I ended up smelling my brother

I found Kiran sitting on the back steps of the training hall, tossing pebbles into the grass like he was solving the universe one rock at a time.

“You look thoughtful,” I said.

“How can you tell?”

“I’m assuming. Don’t pick on the blind girl.”

He looked up and laughed. “Nah. Just bored. Thought if I sat still long enough, one of the warrior girls would notice how mysterious and emotionally available I am.”

I snorted....