Zac’s pov
Her eyes were huge. Just… huge. Full of the fire and all the horror of the last few minutes. She was staring right through me, shivering like a leaf in a storm. Covered in… gods, covered in blood I’d spilled.
“Freya?” My voice came out all rough and sounded like sandpaper. “Are you… are you okay?”
She just stared at me while shaking like a leaf.
I heard a little noise from her as she tried to keep her calm but it was not possible.
She looked around her to see the dead rogues as she went over to one and looked at it before turning to me.
I looked at the dead rogues. Those animals. They had their hands on her. They held her kid over a fire.
How could they be so cruel?
Something burned within me with a primal feeling but I held it down.
I looked at her and frowned. It then
