NINA'S POV
My pulse pounded in my ears, my mind a frantic mess. I curled my fingers into my thighs to keep myself grounded, to keep from breaking down.
A lanky man stood before us, his face pale, his stance rigid.
Zane’s dark eyes pinned him in place. “Speak.”
The man swallowed hard. “I-I was there. I left earlier to get supplies, just a few feet away. But when I got back, I saw her.” His gaze flicked to me, fear swimming in his eyes. “She was hovering over Hansel, her eyes bloodshot, her claws deep in him.”
A sick feeling curled in my stomach.
I flinched, remembering the moment… the heat of the fight, the way the blood had coated my hands. There was no denying it.
Zane’s expression remained unreadable. “And I’m just supposed to take your word for it?”
Kai sneered. “Yo
