**Faris**
The sight of Klaus standing before me was like a thorn in my pride. Just yesterday, he was barely worth noticing—small, unassuming, easy to overshadow. But today, everything had changed. He towered over me, his body more muscular, his face more striking. The very presence of him irritated me to the core. The thought of Helene, the object of my desire, even glancing at him sent waves of fury through me.
Klaus was nothing. He could be nothing. And I would prove it to everyone, especially Helene. I was the only one worthy of her, the only one who could protect her, lead her, and share in her esteemed lineage. No one would ever take that away from me—least of all this newly transformed pretty boy who dared to think he could stand in my way.
I needed to beat him down, to crush him under my heel so thoroughly that he would never rise to challenge me again. And I would do it here, in front of everyone.
***
"Hey! Do you want to spar?"
