Chapter 13: Beneath Their Feet
I tore my gaze away from Kieran, my heart hammering against my ribs.
What the hell was that?
I felt uneasy. Uncomfortable. Like his stare had reached inside me and rattled something I didn’t even know existed.
I forced in a deep breath and lowered myself onto the chair, placing my book on the table. My fingers trembled slightly, but I ignored it. I just needed to focus. Breathe.
Just when I was about to settle, a sudden kick slammed against my chair.
I barely had time to react before I was sent crashing to the floor.
Pain shot through my elbow as it scraped against the rough surface.
A few students chuckled. I gritted my teeth and looked up.
Towering over me was an elite.
His uniform was pristine, his deep green eyes glinting with arrogance. He smirked as he loomed over me like I was nothing more than dirt beneath his feet.
"This is my seat," he said, his voice dripping with disgust. "How dare a stinking, lowly feral sit in my place?"
I clenched my fists, swallowing the burning pain in my elbow as I pushed myself up. My eyes locked onto his, cold and unyielding.