Hazel’s POV
Behind me, Nicholas’s voice cut through the air like a thunderclap. “Hazel, what is going on here?”
I didn’t turn right away. I let the moment sink in, savoring the way his words hung there, laced with shock and fury.
The chants died down just enough for silence to creep in, thick and heavy, like the air before a storm. Slowly, I spun on my heel, a satisfied smile pulling at my lips. I couldn’t help it—I giggled, the sound light and bubbly, but underneath it was pure venom.
“What does it look like, Nicholas? This is my army.”
His brows furrowed deep, creasing his forehead like cracks in stone. He stepped closer, his tall frame towering over me, but I wasn’t intimidated. “What do you mean by army?”
I tilted my head, smirking, letting the word roll off my tongue like a ch
