Chapter 31 Fractures In The Shadow

• Kane's foot dragged across the earth, stirring up dry leaves and brittle pine needles. His knuckles split again from the fifth blow into the ancient oak, but he didn't stop. A deep, growling snarl tore from his chest and echoed into the empty woods. No one answered.
• Sweat soaked through his shirt. The cut over his brow pulsed with each throb of his heartbeat. Still, he kept moving. Fists. Feet. Rage.
• They used to train here—him and the warriors, sometimes even Aurelius. Back when he believed he belonged. Before she came back. Before everything shifted like sand beneath his feet.