The walk to the training field behind the apartment was tense, because of the annoying smile on Sinnet's face which meant he was up to no good, and Asher's blank expressio.
Nova kept glancing between Sinnett and Asher. She could feel the heat bubbling under Asher's calm expression. He wasn't angry yet, but he was close.
Sinnett, as always, walked like he owned the street. Calm, loose-limbed, hands still stuffed in his pockets like he was heading for a snack, not a spar. He didn't even turn around when he said.
"Relax. I didn't tell her everything. I left out the time you almost choked Naomi after she bullied Emma."
Asher didn't reply, because it was true, he hadn't done it, but he'd thought about it. A lot.
And That day too, Naomi had mocked him in front of a group of other aspirants, laughing too loudly, saying he'd never amount to anything.
He remembered looking at her throat, her neck, how easy it would be to shut her up forever. His hands had even twitched.
