NALEDI’S POV

I felt his gaze on me. Caellum’s. 

I didn’t need to see him to know he was there. To know he was looking at me while I walked into the dancefloor with Alek. The dancefloor was cool, a few couples swayed together as they danced to the soft music. 

“I told you,” Alek whispered, I didn’t know why he was whispering. “It was easy to get back at them.” 

“Right now, Caellum wants to be me. So much he is willing to kill me to take my place.” We moved so closely, it felt wrong. “He is dying to be in my shoes but he can’t. He’s too...