Fiona - POV
Flint was about to swing a punch, his golden light-coated fist aimed straight for Nick’s face, but before it could connect, a surge of magic blasted him backward. The force sent him stumbling, and I gasped, my heart pounding as I screamed, “Stop! Fighting isn’t going to solve anything!”
Nick smirked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “You should listen to your girlfriend, Flint. She’s clearly the smarter one here.”
Anger surged through me as I stepped between them. “Nick, stop insulting my mate!” My voice was sharp, leaving no room for argument.
He tilted his head, his expression softening into something more unnerving. “I don’t want to fight you, cutie,” he said, his tone dangerously low as his hand brushed against my cheek.
I recoiled instantly, m……
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