Chapter 12

“No.” Niko already backed away from the table. “Travis, don’t you dare.”

“You started it.”

When he raised his hand, palm facing the ceiling, Niko bared his fangs and gave him an indignant hiss. Travis held in a laugh and quirked his mouth.

“Oh, really?” he asked as water began to gather in his hand. “You’re going to act like a brat, huh?”

The water started to take the clear shape of a ball and, try as he might, Niko couldn’t exactly ignore that. Travis had amazing accuracy. The wheels in Niko’s mind were clearly turning as he ran over how he should handle this. Travis could see the different ideas forming one by one as his eyes darted back and forth.