CYRENIA
Blood dripped from Kylian’s nose. He rolled away from me and tried to jump onto his feet. I grabbed his ankle and pulled him to the ground. I jabbed my knee into his stomach and pressed my forearm into his neck. He grabbed my arm and tried to pull it away. I refused to let him overpower me. I pushed against his throat harder.
He tapped my arm. “You win.”
Let’s kill him! Xia purred in my head. She wanted me to press against his throat until he passed out. She craved violence, and for a split second, I actually considered it. Her desires molded with mine, but I knew that wasn’t what I wanted.
I forced myself to pull back. I fell to the ground in the attempt to rein Xia in. She wanted to kill Kylian, but I didn’t. I pressed my palms on the cool ground and focused on my breathing.
