Helio’s POV
My father roared, throwing a book across the room. I wasn’t sure if he was trying to hit me with it or just pissed off, but it didn’t matter. He panted, his shoulders heaving. His face was flushed as he glared at me. Sparks jumped between us.
“Have you lost your mind?” he asked, his voice simmering with anger. “Do you not think?”
I flinched. How many times had I spat those words at Cindra when she’d done something far less stupid—and dangerous—than what I’d done?
Taking a deep breath, I kept my eyes down. “I was defending our family’s honor—”
“I don’t care what you thought you were doing, Helio! You cannot act impulsively, especially in such a delicate situation,” he screamed, the fire in his eyes matching the flames I had unleashed during the fight. “Your idiocy will cos
