The motion, combined with my nausea, wrenched my insides, and I pushed his hand away.
“You’re welcome,” I growled, stepping back and turning away from the blood and guts for fear of puking.
Around us, dozens of people were shouting, but the attack had died down. No more sounds of fighting. Mother Mage, I hoped the others were all okay. But…
The nausea churned my guts, and my breath grew shallow.
Just like that, in a split second, I took a life…
Saliva pooled in my mouth, and I sprinted for the nearest trashcan. Leaning over it, I grabbed the rim and vomited.
“It’s one thing to train for killing and quite another to actually have to do it,” Noble’s sweet voice came from behind.
I thought it was him resting his hand on my shoulder until Honor spoke.
“Thank you, Nai.” Honor’s voice was barely a whisper, and he rubbed circles onto my back through my shirt. “You saved my life.”
Why were these two so sweet and Rage so douchey?
I nodded and spit the last bit of bile from my mouth. “It’s all good.”
I’m fine. Everything is fine.
Does this school offer therapy?
I’d never seen someone’s insides spill out like that. Even the occasional skirmishes with the rogues were nothing like that. Even hunting with my dad and taking down a deer, I’d never seen insides become outsides. He was young… at most in his twenties… with his whole life ahead of him…like me.
“Come on,” Honor said, cupping my elbow. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”
“I’m in charge here, Nai.” Rage invaded my space, pushing Honor back. “If I saystay put, you betterdamn welllisten. You pull something like that again, next time, I’ll throw you in the dungeon of my father’s castle for a week.”
Did he saydungeon?
His eyes glowed orange, and I knew his wolf was close to the surface, but legit… what … the … hell? Definitely not my mate.
“Everyone here—” I waved my arm in a wide circle “—might bow to your every whim, buttechnically, you aren’t the alpha king yet, so you’re not in charge of me.” I was 67.3% sure of this.
Or washein charge of me?
The fuzzy swirling in my head made it difficult to put a percent on that—maybe not 67.3%, more like 43.9%—but I hated bullies more than I was worried about being right.
Towering over me, Rage glowered, running his eyes over the length of my body, causing my cheeks to warm. “Actually, as first prince, Iamin charge of you, along with every other student when it comes to safety.”
Well, damn.
Fury burned away the nausea, and I straightened my spine to get every last inch of height as I glared at Rage. First prince?Whatevs. I offered him a one-finger “first prince” salute. “Don’t tell me to stay put next time, and I won’t have to ignore you.”
I crossed my arms, and my wolf growled. Dude better back down, or his pretty face was going to get up close and personal with my snarling teeth.
Rage stepped forward, and dark fur rippled on his arms. “It’smyjob to keep the students at our school safe when the king isn’t around. He gave me that charge. Don’t test me, Nai. Understood?”
Dammit. Maybe he did have some power around here. Where was my rulebook? Probably with my supply list and official uniforms.
I wanted to demand to see it in writing, but I knew better than to poke a wolf covered in blood and surrounded by the bodies of his enemies.
My nostrils flared, but I swallowed my pride and choked out, “Understood. Also, your school sucks.”
Honor bumped Rage. “Don’t be a douche. She saved me from getting skewered.”
