Jason's POV
With anger coursing through my veins, I marched back into the party, my jaw clenched tight with frustration. As soon as Helena caught sight of me, she hurried over, wrapping her arms around me and pulling me to her side.
Thank goodness for alcohol; with each glass I finished, the weight of the night became a little more bearable. But despite the temporary distraction, I couldn't shake the weight of Jace's words. They echoed in my mind, taunting me.
'' It couldn't be possible that Amara would betray me like that,'' I said to myself.
As the night wore on, my father took the stage, his presence commanding the attention of the room. "Ladies and gentlemen," he began, his voice resonating with authority and expectation. "I know you are all aware of why we are gathered here, bu
