Mason gains on me in no time—not that that’s exactly a challenge with my gigantic cast weighing me down.
“Don’t be so stubborn, Sofes,” I hear him say, the amusement and mockery still clear as day in his voice.
I frown instantly, even more annoyed that, after everything this tool has done, he’s both nonchalant and audacious enough to talk to me as if we’re actually friends.
Don’t call me that…
Suddenly, I feel a hand grabbing at my upper arm, long, strong fingers tugging at me; fingers that can only belong to the antagonistic bastard behind me.