Caleb POV
Sitting in the booth at the bar I scanned the room, hoping to learn any sliver of information about the whereabouts of the Undercity and keep an eye on Rain.
It took every ounce of self-control not to unleash my anger on the men at the nearby table with her. To make matters worse, Kiera's incessant chatter grated on my ears, her voice like nails on a chalkboard. But when she dared to insult Rain, my patience snapped.
"Don't tell me you have a thing for her," Kiera sneered as she moved closer to me, her presence invading my personal space.
"This is supposed to be our date," she reminded me, a hint of possessiveness in her tone. Unable to tolerate her proximity, I abruptly pulled away and made my way to the bar. If I were to endure this night, I needed more than a few drinks
