Kael POV
It's evening when I return to my office and retake the seat behind my desk. I spent two hours working out after that sh*t with Seraphina. I can't f**king believe she slapped me. She actually slapped me across the face. I raise my hand, rubbing my cheek, but the sting is long gone.
"If you ask me, you got off easy. If I was her, I would have punched you with a closed fist in the balls after the bulls*t you said," Atlas says.
"What is your f**king problem? You should be just as pissed as I am. Yet you're here giving me sh*t for saying what needs to be said. She isn't here because she cares about us. She is here because she saw an opportunity and she took it. She is no different than Lydia."
"Bullsh*t. You are painting her with the same brush as that selfish b**ch. You don't kn
