Seth’s POV
Everything about the last ten minutes had been excruciating - forcing myself to mar my perfect girl’s face, watching her bleed and not being able to do a thing about it, chasing her here like she was some kind of prey, and then sending her in to... them and having to wait outside, not knowing if she was okay. I tried my best to channel my guilt and fear into anger - I needed to look the part when the witches came out to confront me, so I crossed my arms over my chest and beat down the softer parts of me until all that the world could see was the face of an alpha scorned. Truthfully, I was here for my revenge - they just had to believe it was Aria I was after.
Within a few minutes of arriving, Ben and Jon joined me in front of the coffee shop, flanking me on either side and a
