It’s the way he said the words.
Low and dark and self assured. My cheeks are threatening to burn and I struggle to stamp it down.
MORIA
Tristen very visibly bristles.
His eyes darken and his jaw ticks and I can see the effort it is taking for him to not hit Callum in the face.
Callum smirks. He had been going for a reaction and he had gotten one.
And I am instantly sick of both of them.
I snap. “If you two self absorbed jerks are done, can someone tell me what you’re talking about?”
Commander does. “You’re going to join the Academy.”
“As my charge.”
So Callum wasn’t a student of the Academy after all.
He was a f*****g teacher.
No wander it had been so easy for him to talk me into trying to control my powers.
Tristen scoffs. “A Blood with a Siren for his charge, that would de
