Kael’s POv

“You leave me no choice, cousin,” he hissed as he approached me, his boots thundering the ground below.

I stood, waiting for him.

When he drew close, I pulled out the silver sword. “And so do you,” I spoke.

Thakros halted, realising that I had stolen his silver sword. He growled. “You don’t have the balls, Kael.”

I steadied my grip on the base of the sword. “I don’t? Try again. No man has balls like a man on a mission to avenge his sister's death.”

I raised my head to the surrounding enforcers. “Tell your men to move back,” I instructed. “One more step and I’ll kill...